Ghosts

There are spirits coming to find me

They're not stopping until it's done

I can feel them taking me over

I can see them from fifty-six miles away

But i can't hear what they're saying

They gotta believe me that i'll never forget you

Every day the ghosts are going to fly

Every way i know i'm going to try

To keep you alive, to keep you alive

Take me out into the night

It was all you didn't say, you had no fight

I was on the verge to scream

When you wouldn't scream about anything

I don't want to be your stupid fling or your magazine

That you look and turn the pages

Of someone else that you'll never love

And i was on the verge to scream

When you wouldn't scream about anything