Give away your love and then remove another tomb
Painted words adorn the walls, echoing untrue
I feel cold...
Promises abound, you rarely find it to begin
Maybe I'm afraid to let you all the way in
I guess so...
I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/alice_in_chains/private_hell.html ]
I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell
Lately I'm beside myself, pretending unconcerned
Standing at a corner where I threw you on a turn
I'll move on...
Flowers on a cross remain, marking an ending scene
Damn it all if blood you spill, turn the grass more green
Life is short...
I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell
"maybe i'm afraid to let you all the way in, i guess so. "
i'm used to my little cell. It took several listenings before the meaning struck me. That is way too true. Song lyrics are supposed to speak to you, but those are way too close for comfort!