I'm not calling you a liar...
...just don't lie to me.
I'm not calling you a thief...
...just don't steal from me.
I'm not calling you a ghost...
...just stop haunting me.
And I love you so much...
...I'm gonna let you kill me.
There's a ghost in my lungs and it sighs in my sleep, wraps itself around my tongue as it softly speaks. Then it walks, then it walks with my legs, to fall, to fall, to fall... at your feet.
