Early Grave

Remember our love before it all went wrong
Like some forgotten melody that used to be our song
Three in the morning and you stumble into the room
Smelling like Hennesy and her cheap perfume
Chorus
You treat me like a dog, like I was your slave
The way you act Baby gonna send me to my grave
You stole all the love that I had saved
Baby, gonna send me to an early grave

Elvis sleeps at Graceland, long live the King
His soul left in the night, caught St Peter's train
Robert Johnson made a deal, could not be saved
They say a jealous husband put him in his grave

Elvis lived in the fast lane, went to an early grave
Robert Johnson made a deal and could not be saved
Amy Winehouse, Janis Joplin and Billy Holliday
Could not slow down, could not be saved

Treat me like a dog, like I was your slave
Way you act gonna send me to my grave
Your road to Hell is already paved
You're going there someday, you can't be saved
Before you go Baby, gonna send me to an early grave