Dig My Own Grave Lyrics - Lisa Germano

Does these foolish, foolish thoughts 

Why don't they go away 

They fill me with doubt 

And I dig my own grave 

So I cry, cry, cry 

And feel sorry for myself 

All I wanna do is get high, that's it 

And I dig my own grave 

I don't get it, I just don't understand 

Because we talked about it 

We talked and talked, you said 

You weren't that kind of man 

Oh, it makes me feel sick 

Makes me weak in the heart 

And I don't know what to do 

Because where am I supposed to get my strength 

You are a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad boy 

You used to make me feel good 

You made my day and now you're gone away 

You went, you went away 

I don't understand 

And I'm full of it all these foolish 

Foolish, foolish, foolish, foolish 

Foolish, foolish foolish thoughts 

Why don't they go away? 

They fill me with doubt 

And I dig my own grave 

It's a sad, sad life to feel sorry for yourself 

Hope falls short, we dig our own graves 

Now I try to look up to the bright side of things 

But it just doesn't seem to work 

You know it just makes me feel 

Like I'm just missing out 

About all the good things in life 

And everybody's having fun, I'm not 

I must be doing something wrong 

But I don't know what to do 

I try, try, try and try, and try, and try, I know if you could 

You're supposed to make me feel better 

And I don't feel better, I feel worse 

And I don't know where you are 

And why am I filled with these foolish, foolish thoughts 

Why don't they go away? 

They fill me with doubt 

And I dig my own grave 

Dig, dig, dig and I dig my own grave