Remember when we used to sleep above the covers?
     We would keep warm at night
     Just holding each other.

Since you're gone,
      Your body's been replaced 
      with a body pillow at surface level

Now I've got no one to sing to sleep
Now I've got no one to muse my demons away

Now I'm just dreaming of waking up 
     in body bags anymore
     
Cold and next to nothing.

What scares me the most is, 
     I wouldn't call it a nightmare