Yeah, go,
Well...,
Sometimes I get this,
Lump in my throat,
When I remember,
These things I wrote,
The strangest feeling,
I've ever had,
Starts off as angry,
Ends up as sad,
Yeah,
When I'm awake and when I dream,
And all the places in between,
Where I go and where I've been,
I will take this ghost with me,
Well, I guess I loved her,
You,
Go,
So much for feeling,
Like broken bones,
I wish I'd left it all alone,
So much for healing,
Eventually,
I'm just as damaged as I'll ever be,
Well...,
Yeah,
Now,
When I'm awake and when I dream,
And all the places in between,
Where I go and where I've been,
I will take this ghost with me,
Well I guess I loved her,
No,
She took my...she took my shoes off... when I fell asleep,
She combed my hair and brushed my... teeth,
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
I guess I loved her,
But I still made her cry,
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