I found myself down the road quiet as a ghost In the shadows all alone I trembled when I spoke “Where’d you think I’d end up falling like that?” Cold face to concrete and a wounded back Oh how she loves you and she tells you to stay But she’s not talking now she’s miles away So who are you? I’m nothing new A ceiling cracking to cave Slowly used, coldly forgotten, thrown away
You took my sadness from me and clenched it behind your back until it couldn’t breathe It’s my gravest memory And then there came a night when it turned into a knife you wouldn’t let me see You stabbed it right back into me
Am I the bloody mess you’ve been dying to see climbing the stairs up to your balcony? Too many nights I took that flight but you weren’t waiting for me Just my own ghost in the doorway telling me to leave
You took my sadness from me and clenched it behind your back until it couldn’t breathe It’s my gravest memory And then there came a night when it turned into a knife you wouldn’t let me see You stabbed it right back into me
And then my blood ran cold to your steady hands and read your palms and tried to understand But it all ran out and washed away in your eyes as they cried to a dead man’s face Shuddering, shuddering
Will it be someone else tonight? Is there a reason why you keep me in your heart with veins to wander? Would it be easier if I could find my way into your mind and sacrifice myself in your honor?