I'm so used to you, the ghost by my side,
The name that I whisper in the night.
And I know that the dreams I have
Will only disappear in the morning light,
So I guess I better make the most of my time.

Wonderful, I remember thinking
As our love went down the drain.
Powerful, was the the feeling
That hurt so much there was no pain.
Just a feeling like a hole,
A vacuum absence of my air.
Wonderful, I was thinking.
How wonderful it was I couldn't care.

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