Golden Grave

Am I disposable?
Just your semi-precious love charm?
cause' its unknowable-
I’ve been chasing you for too long.
cause you’re that song thats in my head.
and its boring me to death.
saying what I want to hear.
so get your hands up off my neck,
cause' I’m starting to see red.
when you whisper in my ear…
but I can see beyond your veneer
theres got to be a better place.
and if my heart, is your souvenir
then maybe I’ll just fucking die in LA.
and I’ll be rich if I sell my soul
down in Hollywood they say.
so bury me, before I get old.
oh baby put me in a golden grave-
In a golden…
In a golden Grave, baby yeah.
in a golden grave.
in a golden grave, baby. yeah.
You promised everything.
that a man could ever ask for.
all the riches, all the fame.
all the people know my name
yeah its easy… you said…