Ghosts

And the hospital tells me that you need to stay for a few more days

They’ve withheld a reason they say they just want to keep you safe

And I’m taking the train back home tomorrow

I feel like singing messenger with a hook of such great sorrow

And she told me to tell you that you’re worth as much as the cuts on your legs

And if you cared enough you would have stayed

And the news reported the worst today

But this will pass and we will soon forget

This mess

You’re like a ghost with the way you stay and go

You thinking thoughts you thought I didn’t know

I'm like a child I cry, like a gentle man I lie about your mental health

I know I should have gone with you

And she told me to tell you that you’re worth as much as the cuts on your legs

And if you cared enough you would have stayed

And the news reported the worst today

But this will pass and we will soon forget

This mess