This slow motion scene Your name etched to the stone Nice words to break my bones Who knew I'd die tonight? A piece was left inside A cedar stained box of a memory I'm sure she's shredding my pictures From the grave I'm sure she's selling my secrets today I won't forget the rain I won't forget the pain I used to have a home but I couldn't fill it I used to have her heart but I couldn't fix it We used to have it all Went by undetected I have control over nothing I'm sure she's shredding my pictures From the grave I'm sure she's selling my secrets today I won't forget the rain I won't forget the pain I'm not the same I'm changing like the grass in seasons I'm sure she's shredding my pictures From the grave I'm sure she's selling my secrets today