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When she left I locked the door and pulled the shadesNow I'm living in a six room graveAll my reasons for living have died so I'm living buried aliveI just exist with nothing but sorrow I don't know if it's today or tomorrowI'm through living with the world outside so I'm living buried aliveI just can't believe she's gone I've been too weak to cryNow I sit and wait for teardops to fill my lonely eyesMy headstone is just a mailbox on the streetAnd the flowers she planted make it completeNow this home is like a grave inside so I'm living buried aliveYes I'm living buried alive From Letras Mania