The ghosts never seem to die When you're up trembling at night Even the best ones, they end with the same sting Why does it feel so bad to remember everything? I'm waiting for you to come back and possess me The worst part is that you've got the best of me In a box that you buried beneath your sheets And now I'm wondering if it's keeping you from sleep You can hold my hand but the bottle neck seems much more promising Don't you think Don't you say a word If the numbness is our only common ground At least we've got something to talk about We were the saddest sight to see Drawing blood from the tears in our seams And I can't say I'm sorry With the taste of yours still on my teeth I'm waiting for you to come back and possess me The worst part is that you've got the best of me In a box that you buried beneath your sheets And now I'm wondering if it's keeping you from sleep You can hold my hand but the bottle neck seems much more promising Don't you think Don't you say a word My mouth is dry from the words that I have swallowed And I'm choking through my staggered sighs You bite my lip, but I'm tearing through your body Just to even up the score I'm waiting for you to come back and possess me The worst part is that you've got the best of me In a box that you buried beneath your sheets And now I'm wondering if it's keeping you from sleep You can hold my hand but the bottle neck seems much more promising Don't you think Don't you say a word