Ghost of myself
I did it.
I admit to it.
Defeat is nothing since I hurt you.
But you looked right through me.
I gave you a chance and you just kept on.
Looking for the nights simple pleasure.
Not caring who you stepped upon.
I feel so empty now.
So lost never to be found.
I am nothing but a ghost of myself.
The glue won't hold anymore.
The string tears the frail heart.
The tape slip's off what oozed out of the empty wound.
This heart isn't gonna feel.
It can no longer feel.
The tears are still there hidden in the dark.
An not even pain can set up a spark.
I could end it all if I wanted to.
Doing so would just be too convenient for you.
I lay here in my bed all alone.
The spot beside me empty and cold.
No-one to wipe the tears from my eyes.
No-one to tell me it'll be alright.
Now I am nothing but a ghost of myself
Whatever was here left when you left...
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