Your chords penetrate my walls
Uninspired strumming carries down the hall
You put it down and drown yourself again
I've got to break it to this ghost that he's been long since dead
You give 'em all you've got except your soul
What's whole in you is missing and you speak so fucking cold
And now I'm brisk in you like December's breeze
But you and I both know that someday I'll just be a bad memory
We all live life in circles
We keep torturing our hearts
With those old familiar demons
That we conjure in the dark
I can't live without getting in too deep
I'm always making sure the gun is pointing back at me
It's my abandoned will that evokes you in the night
You can't see the safe path when the demons take your eyes
