Sometimes I get this,
Lump in my throat,
When I remember,
These things I wrote,
The strangest feeling,
I've ever had,
Starts off as angry,
Ends up as sad,
Yeah,
When I'm awake and when I dream,
And all the places in between,
Where I go and where I've been,
I will take this ghost with me,
Well, I guess I loved her,
You,
Go,
So much for feeling,
Like broken bones,
I wish I'd left it all alone,
So much for healing,
Eventually,
I'm just as damaged as I'll ever be,
Well...,
Yeah, (Yeah)
(Yeah) Yeah,
Yeah..., (Yeah...)
Now,
When I'm awake and when I dream,
And all the places in between,
Where I go and where I've been,
I will take this ghost with me,
Well I guess I loved her,
No,
(She took my...)
She took my shoes off... when I fell asleep,
She combed my hair and brushed my... teeth,
(Fuck)
Arrgggghhh...,
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
