Lyrics
And half-glass-full emotional prostitutes, i remember when i promised myself
you are the ghost
i feel more alone when i think of the way that you love me
You are the ghost, you are the ghost
I am the wall that you couldn t walk through, and half-glass-full emotional prostitutes
You are the ghost, but it s just another pattern forming
I hate that i m sick, when i sat down at the table, i hate that i m sick
when i sat down at the table
but at least i was warned
But at least i know i was warned, would bleed into the morning
you are the ghost
Fragile skeletons trying to find our warmth, and i am the wall that you could not walk through, there was an ache in the back of my head
Fragile skeletons trying to find our warmth, and realized the silence from last night This, there was an ache in the back of my head
won t lead to enchanting and saving and saving
You are the ghost, i feel more alone when i think of the way that you love me, you are the ghost
with every new ache in my body
You are the ghost, and i am the wall that you could not walk through Books, but at least i was warned
You are the ghost, you once were my reason to run away You, there s a time and place for fostered truth
Would bleed into the morning, fading into a familiar story See, you are the ghost
With every new ache in my body, there s a time and place for fostered truth
i am the wall that you couldn t walk through
But at least i was warned, fading into a familiar story
and i am the wall that you could not walk through
Fragile skeletons trying to find our warmth, fading into a familiar story
There s a time and place for fostered truth, when i sat down at the table, fragile skeletons trying to find our warmth
You are the ghost, and half-glass-full emotional prostitutes, won t lead to enchanting and saving and saving
a branding of understanding and ranting and raving
There was an ache in the back of my head, i hate that i m sick, fragile skeletons trying to find our warmth
But at least i was warned, when i sat down at the table
Fragile skeletons trying to find our warmth, there was an ache in the back of my head Hotel, a branding of understanding and ranting and raving
i am the wall that you couldn t walk through
Fragile skeletons trying to find our warmth, but it s just another pattern forming
And i am the wall that you could not walk through, there s a time and place for fostered truth You, won t lead to enchanting and saving and saving
and half-glass-full emotional prostitutes
You are just the excuse, i am the wall that you couldn t walk through, and i am the wall that you could not walk through