I tend To fuck things up in my head Guess I'm back at it again Taking back what I said In a moment of weakness My mind Isn't a nice place To live most of the time I'm just trying to find A way that I can face it I've been talking to ghosts And asking for help I've given more love than I could show myself Like praying for an answer and nobody's there I've been talking to ghosts I don't think that they care I've been talking to ghosts I don't think that they care I can Break something that was perfect Pulling bones from the closet That I should be locked in And I'm in no shape to show you I have the messiest mind That you'll meet in your life But I'll give you all of mine If you say that you don't mind I've been talking to ghosts And asking for help I've given more love than I could show myself Some days it's too much But I'm trying so hard I've been talking to ghosts And asking for help I've given more love than I could show myself Some days it's too much But I'm trying so hard Is that too much for you? Is that too much for you? I've been talking to ghosts And asking for help Is that too much for you?