You're a fucking ghost who's been haunting me.
You've robbed the air from my lungs, now I can't breathe.
I never hold anything.
You've robbed the sight from my eyes, now I can't see.
Anything.
Anything.
I can't see anything.
You're just an image that's tied to my heart.
When my eyes lay upon its when I fall apart.
And when I open my eyes, never truly unglued.
The sight before me has me 50 shades of "fuck you".
I set myself on fire and danced around my grave.
I put a barrel to my head, a fucking bullet in my brain.
I awoke to a light that was swallowed by night.
I felt my heart stop beating when you still hadn't left my mind.
Leave my fucking mind.
I never wanted this.
I never wanted this.
I just wanted you.
You're just an image that's tied to my heart.
When my eyes lay upon its when I fall apart.
And when I open my eyes, never truly unglued.
The sight before me has me 50 shades of "fuck you".
Let's raise our glasses to the irony.
It's always the one who got away who just won't leave your mind alone.
You're a ghost.
You're a ghost.
You're poison.
I won't forget everything you put me through.
Look where I stand. My world is above you.
I'm better off without you.
I'm better off. Get the fuck away.
And when I open my eyes, never truly unglued.
The sight before me has me 50 shades of "fuck you".