Empty ribs in an empty room
So fragile you can see right through
Thinking I'll heal if I just don't move
Then comes that voice saying, "You're a fool"
Been trying to write for months now
Hush the worst of thoughts with words out of my mouth
But what can you say when your heart's gone out?
I'd ask for a light, but I am much too proud
Here it comes
Hot like a fever — I can't run
Helpless to the burn
Telling me "love, you'll never learn"
I am the haunted and I'm the ghost
I am the hand wrapped round my own throat
I am the poison, where is my antidote
All the boys, they push my name between their teeth
Like I'm the killer and not the nicotine
But maybe I am, maybe there's something about me
A bitterness in my bones
Though God knows, I was trying for sweet
Breaking down from the inside out
Clench my fists
Can't just give it all up
I'm made of more than this
Here it comes
Hot like a fever — I won't run
Shut the voices out
No more will I burn myself down
I am the haunted and I'm the ghost
I'm tired of haunting, open the window
Draw out the poison, I am my antidote