back from the dead

Four months, no contact
What could you even say to me?
Your sweet words might've worked once
But news flash, no longer hold authority over me

And there was almost nothing left of you to let go
Your grave was two degrees from stone-cold
Almost nothing left of you to grieve

So who brought you back from the dead?
Made you think I wanna see you again?
What possessed you to call me in the middle of the night?
How many lives do you think you get?

So who brought you back from the dead?
Made you think I hadn't laid you to rest?
What possessed you to come around here, digging up the past?
Nobody asked to see you again
So who brought you back from the dead?

I saw your face once
While I was shopping for groceries
I ended up with hiding in plain sight
Hoping you wouldn't notice me

And there was nothing left of you to let go
Could've sworn that I was seeing a ghost
Almost nothing left of you to grieve

So who brought you back from the dead?
Made you think I wanna see you again? (I never wanna see you)
What possessed you to call me in the middle of the night?
How many lives do you think you get? (How many lives?)

So who brought you back from the dead?
Made you think I hadn't laid you to rest? (I laid you to rest)
What possessed you to come around here, digging up the past?
Nobody asked to see you again
So who brought you back from the dead?

The dead, the dead, the dead
B-b-b-back from the dead
The dead, the dead, the dead
B-b-b-back from the dead



Credits
Writer(s): Mags Duval, Russell Chell, Adam Yaron, Maia, Lyn Lapid
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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