I was so happy for Such a long time But I knew that it was Too good to be true I am a prison Locked up from the inside I swear I built these walls so high No-one could ever break in You are a criminal You confessed that you belonged inside You said that you deserved a life behind bars I hope you got what you wanted I hope that those pretty lips tasted like The letters I wrote you And I hope that when she touches you It eats you alive I bet she was lovely Innocent They say she's nice I am a prison, but You lived out your sentence Maybe you can call her I bet she would pick you up And I'm so fucking tired I think I need assistance I can't stop shaking Is this what poets describe when they say: Love? I'm a cematary But you're an empty casket I'm tired of loving you, (my) God I don’t want to hold you captive I'm tired of loving you, (my) God I don't want to hold you captive I'm a prison I fell in love I'm a prison I'm locked up I'm a prison You were a criminal I'm a prison You're behind bars