| Standing in front of this bed with some matches watch it burn
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| I pray my body burns too
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| Why do I do the things I do
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| And they blind you
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| Yet you are the only one who can see what I’ve done
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| Laying here doesn’t feel the same
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| I need to get up and make a change
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| Get up and get over this
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| My voice it echoes my thoughts collide
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| You said I’m dead to you I bled for you
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| Now your dreams can come true
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| There’s a place in my bed where you rested your head
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| Now I’m resting alone in this bed and it’s cold
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| I feel like a ghost, these memories go up in smoke
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| You didn’t want serious and It made me delirious
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| 2: 40 AM all I wrote was
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| Why do I do the things I do
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| And they blind you
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| Yet you are the only one who can see what I’ve done
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| Guess I’ll never know what I meant to you
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| This year’s been lonely but at least it’s through
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| I’ll write a letter to my former self
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| Dear sad ghost, why’d you put your heart on the shelf
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| You took the fun out of living
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| When you took the life out of me
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| Take a look into the mirror
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| But you don’t see yourself inside
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| Watch it crack
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| Your bad luck started with me
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| And my good luck ended with you
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| I know you’re drunk again, and not thinking clear
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| But when you write this down, at least try and sound
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| A bit more sincere
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| Guess I’ll never know what I meant to you
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| This year’s been lonely but at least it’s through
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| I’ll write a letter to my former self
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| Dear sad ghost, why’d you put your heart on the shelf |