A Coffin In The Wrong Size

I'm doing the best that I can But these hands and my heart were not made for digging You like to ignore me for things that don't happen You like to hate me for things that you did A coffin in the wrong size goes into the earth the same by your mind A coffin in the wrong size. I'm glad yours laid to rest, but what about mine? The taste of your name in my mouth The thought of you in my head I hate you more than you know Now I'm standing at a cold, empty grave There's flowers in all the right places Even some left for you, all thanks to me I don't like when you lie for no good reason I don't like when you're cruel and cold to the touch A coffin in the wrong size goes into the earth the same by your mind A coffin in the wrong size I'm glad yours laid to rest, but what about mine? (A coffin in the wrong size) A coffin in the wrong size goes into the earth the same by your mind (A coffin in the wrong size) A coffin in the wrong size. I'm glad yours laid to rest, but what about mine?