Ghosts

There are spirits coming to find me
They're not stopping until it's done
I can feel them taking me over

I can see them from fifty-six miles away
But i can't hear what they're saying
They gotta believe me that i'll never forget you

Every day the ghosts are going to fly
Every way i know i'm going to try
To keep you alive, to keep you alive
Take me out into the night
It was all you didn't say, you had no fight
I was on the verge to scream
When you wouldn't scream about anything
I don't want to be your stupid fling or your magazine
That you look and turn the pages
Of someone else that you'll never love

And i was on the verge to scream
When you wouldn't scream about anything