The Ghost of a Ghost

Did you see me at like three in the evening
On the ole' balcony where my tears they were streaming
Down the side of my cheek cause I'm tired of screaming you died

It was the time that I realized that I couldn't see you
In the back of my mind and I think that's when knew
That the one that I'd loved for so long they were never alive

And they never existed
How'd I get it so twisted
Thought that I could just fix it
But I must have just missed it

I'm haunted by the ghost of a ghost
When I needed you most
Guess I wasn't supposed to find you
After all this time you weren't even real
Is it stupid to feel
That you're still here?

I guess I shouldn't say still
Because it never was
And you never were
Anything more

Than a pyramid scheme
A pareidolia dream
Why does that seem so obscene to say
I'm like a heretic who's starting to pray

But it was to a false god
Who couldn't answer the call
So now I'm just trying to picture something I never saw
I can't even recall
How the very thought of you

Got here in my head
I'm hearing you in my head
Why are you still in my head
You're sitting still in my head
How did you get in my head
Please just get out of my head