Ghost In My Bed (Edit)

Well, you'll regret some of the things you've done

Nothing feels the same when you're not here
But I don't mind
Caught myself get a glimpse of your pile of shit
And I feel fine
Did you keep any memory of me?
Well, I never had a choice and now nothing's as it seemed

You're the song that's stuck in my head that we left on repeat
When we would lay in bed for hours, and you said you'd never leave
I still feel you in these walls, but I won't make the call
'Cause now you're just, now you're just a ghost in my bed
(Ghost in my bed, ghost in my bed)

It's Monday and the garbage came
I guess fate's in their hands
I don't regret all the mess you left in this house and inside of my head
Climb the stairs to see what there was to find
But did you have to leave so many clues behind?

And if you think you can just get rid of me
Well, you can't erase your past
Still digging out the grave of the bed that we both made
But if someone asks your favorite song
I hope you know I will understand

But you're the song that's stuck in my head that we left on repeat
When we would lay in bed for hours, and you said you'd never leave
I still feel you in these walls, but I won't make the call
'Cause now you're just, now you're just a ghost in my bed
(Ghost in my bed, ghost in my bed)