LYRIC FOR SALE

By Chuck Casey

THE FIRST SHOVEL OF DIRT


I was a horror back in the day
I was a torment upon a time
You know I’d always do what I’d say
Was never smart enough to get away with a crime

Things between us never did seem right
Seems like I made them crack and break
Even when we had no reason to fight
I’d still go at you and start a scrape

Chorus
I know I caused you a ton of pain
I know how often I made you hurt
So when you’re staring at my open grave
You can throw the first shovel of dirt

You say I should give thanks for what I got
When I’m alone I admit I know it
But something inside me makes me stop
And I’ll be damned if I ever show it

Chorus
I know I caused you a ton of pain
I know how often I made you hurt
So when you’re staring at my open grave
You can throw the first shovel of dirt


Bridge
There are so many things I want to say
But I will never call it confessin’
And you know you’ll never hear a cry for help
So let this be a prayer that maybe one day
I can learn to accept your love’s blessin’
And find the strength to understand myself


I’ve been trapped so long within this cage
Coping with feelings I always wanted to hide
Your love was the only hope for this lonely rage
Your love was the only cure for the sufferin’ inside

Chorus
I know I caused you a ton of pain
I know how often I made you hurt
So when you’re staring at my open grave
You can throw the first shovel of dirt



Chuck Casey
Copyright 2009