Talking to your ghost, it's almost like I'm not alone.
I spray your perfume in the air, close my eyes and it's like you're here.
Still don't know how we ended up this (way)
Weighing down on me, it's hard to get up on my feet.
Should probably go out for some air, but if you called and I wasn't here...
oh, god I don't think I could handle that.
Though the season's changed, I leave the decorations up to remind me how things were...
before you left, and took with you my sanity, so now baby please...
before I get much worse, could you just hurry home.
I hear you coming up the steps, so I run to let you in.
But it's just someone with the mail... there might be something from you in there.
I don't think I can take much more of this.
Doubled over on the bathroom sink, don't even recognize this creature looking back at me.
I swear I'll do whatever it takes, for us to just go back now to the way things were.