Burglary Years Ghostwriter
This life is so bittersweet
And it's eating up the best of me
I'm sorry but I have to grieve
So please bury the past and leave
I think you died last night and awoke back to life
It felt too much like a blur, and you can be my ghostwriter
If and when you come back again, I wrote you this letter
And you can be my ghostwriter
Scratched out my eyes for all my severed ties last night
And deflated my lungs for all my troubled ones
I'm such an awful wreck, it wasn't supposed to be like this
I know this much is true, but I can say I truly felt for you
I think you died last night and awoke back to life
It felt too much like a blur, and you can be my ghostwriter
If and when you come back again, I wrote you this letter
And you can be my ghostwriter
Oh, but you can see right through me
