always want what you can't get

i call your name
but you don't care
you don't notice

unsatisfied
what's in your grasp
isn't fulfilling

my love's a ghost
haunting all of your empty vessels

cabinets and dressers open up-
a harrowing wind blows

my bitter love is a thunderstorm
coming for your home
my bitter love is a thunderstorm
coming for your home



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Alan Sullivan
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