ghost in my bed
Falling and I'm crawling but I cannot find the way
And I'm calling out your name although I cannot hear you say
Tattered and abused I feel like I was just a muse to you
Selfishly you made me see what I was fucking born to be
I think I might be dead
I heard what you said
You're never coming back to see what you had left of me
It wasn't in my head
I'm sick of seeing red
And I'm nervously restlessly racing back in time
So come back come back come back come back in time
Don't you know that you're the one that makes me lose my mind
Come with me I'll show you everything you left behind
I think I might be dead
There's a ghost in my bed
I'm trying but you're crying and you're pushing me away
And I'm sorry you're convinced because it doesn't
It doesn't have to be this way
Fuck it and I'm falling and I'm never coming back
Ever since you left my life is like a train that's falling off it's tracks
I'm falling off the tracks
I think I might be dead
I heard what you said
You're never coming back to see what you had left of me
It wasn't in my head
I'm sick of seeing red
And I'm nervously restlessly racing back in time
So come back come back come back come back in time
Don't you know that you're the one that makes me lose my mind
Come with me I'll show you everything you left behind
I think I might be dead
There's a ghost in my bed
Tell me how to get back
I want to hear you say my name
I'm trying not to look back
I'm trying not to feel this pain
Tell me don't you ever think of me
Tell me why a ghost can can feel this pain?
And I'm calling out your name although I cannot hear you say
Tattered and abused I feel like I was just a muse to you
Selfishly you made me see what I was fucking born to be
I think I might be dead
I heard what you said
You're never coming back to see what you had left of me
It wasn't in my head
I'm sick of seeing red
And I'm nervously restlessly racing back in time
So come back come back come back come back in time
Don't you know that you're the one that makes me lose my mind
Come with me I'll show you everything you left behind
I think I might be dead
There's a ghost in my bed
I'm trying but you're crying and you're pushing me away
And I'm sorry you're convinced because it doesn't
It doesn't have to be this way
Fuck it and I'm falling and I'm never coming back
Ever since you left my life is like a train that's falling off it's tracks
I'm falling off the tracks
I think I might be dead
I heard what you said
You're never coming back to see what you had left of me
It wasn't in my head
I'm sick of seeing red
And I'm nervously restlessly racing back in time
So come back come back come back come back in time
Don't you know that you're the one that makes me lose my mind
Come with me I'll show you everything you left behind
I think I might be dead
There's a ghost in my bed
Tell me how to get back
I want to hear you say my name
I'm trying not to look back
I'm trying not to feel this pain
Tell me don't you ever think of me
Tell me why a ghost can can feel this pain?
Credits
Writer(s): John Costello
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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