I haven't lived since you've been gone
I've been living like a ghost for far too long
This haunting is all wrong
When it's happening in reverse
My head's cursed
I've been loosing sleep from the sound of creaking floors
Right outside my bedroom door
And photos falling once hung from walls
Now I spend my days staring up at empty ceilings
Where My only friend is the streak of paint where the lights used be
Before we revamped the place we believed we'd never leave
I'm used to loosing light and the sight needed to grow
But what I know
I've never been scared of the dark