Ghostships

I have called out your name,
In my bedroom,
I’ve crawled to your house,
To be with you,
Alone

I have sat in your window,
Gently taking drugs,
I would slit my throat,
Just to get you back

But don’t feel bad!
You don’t know what you’re missing
No don’t feel bad

I was lying on your floor,
Waiting for you to be,
A little bit like,
The way you used me.

And now you can forget me,
And don’t worry

And don’t feel bad,
You don’t know what you’re missing
No don’t feel bad,
You don’t know what you’re missing
And I know who you are

And don’t feel bad,
You don’t know what you’re missing
No don’t feel bad,
You don’t know what you’re missing

No don’t feel bad

‘Cause you might hurt yourself,
Oh darling!
You could hurt yourself
Would you do that for me?
Would you hurt yourself?

I know,
You won’t.