December 18th and you're at home in bed alone with my ghost.
And with the shapes your body makes its all the same;
you begging for the truth but i lie and I say that nothing's changed.
But these days you're finding comfort in better things.
And I guess the ghosts of my past have finally started to eat at me.
And I guess you finally see what caring really means to me.
I know you'll be waiting up for me when i get home,
and I'm sorry. I should have been there more
two weeks never felt so long.
And I guess the ghosts of my past have finally started to eat at me.
And I guess you finally see what caring really means to me.
I know you'll be waiting up for me when i get home,
and I'm sorry. I should have been there more
two weeks never felt so long.
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