[singer A] There’s a ghost in the mirror with my eyes, Ten years gone, still memorizing lies. Dinner plates set for souls that roam, Empty chairs whisper, “You’re not home.” They breathe but they’re long gone, I play old songs for the hollow dawn. Love still burns but it don’t give heat, Just smoke that clings where the heart should beat. [melodic interlude] [singer B] You ignore me Is all she ever says Cracks in the armor Leaking out is my pain She stares into my soul, burrows deep down I'm losing control Eyes like daggers, they know my name Digging in me when she speaks again and again [singer A] I’m grieving the living — they walk but they’re gone, Shadow silhouettes where my light shone on. Grieving the laughter that never came true, Grieving the joy I was never due. I’m grieving the living — and the life I outgrew, A ghost among ghosts... still missing you. [transition] [singer B] Sharper than the knife, your words cut deep No soothing melody, just endless grief The bed is ice Like a frozen storm The bed is ice Broken and torn No heat ever arrives Just a memory, just a memory of long lost times [singer A] They say, “Move on, they’re not dead.” But the silence screams inside my head. You can’t bury someone who still calls your name, Can’t close the door when the house is aflame. Grief without funeral, love without end, A wound that time refuses to mend. And I wonder — if they came back home, Would I even know how not to be alone? [instrumental] [singer B] Awake again, it's Groundhog Day Shouting and screaming, pulling me down with everything you say How am I supposed to feel when you stare daggers at me That you conceal When you come in the room, the temp drops, all eyes on you I can't think, I can't concentrate for all the broken eggshells you create [singer A] I’m grieving the living — they walk but they’re gone, Shadow silhouettes where my hope hung on. Grieving the chances that slipped through the blue, Grieving the life I once promised you. I’m grieving the living — like the dead in the dew, Still haunted, still breathing, still missing you. [singer B] The bed is ice, like a frozen storm The bed is ice, I'm broken and torn No heat ever arrives Just a memory, memory of long lost times, times, times, t-t-t-t-t-t-t-times [singer A] Some ghosts breathe… and some just ache. Some graves walk around, and some hearts never wake.
