Foot steps on the stairs, that aren't really there, feels like there's someone's watching me.Shadows on the walls,whispers down the hall, but when I look there's nothing to see. You said that you let her go, turn the page and close the door, I can't get inside your head, cause when I try, she's there instead.. 
I can't compete with a memory, how can I fight with someone that I can't see, there's two of us, but it feels like three, I wish her ghost would let us be, boy you're everything I ever wanted, but I gotta let you go cause this love is, haunted...


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