Ghosts and mirrors

I'm glad you killed me
in Sunday bests
because I'll haunt forever
the rooms I love the best
and this is how i'd want to dress
in such a mess Ive never felt much better
leave flyers and old letters there they are

smile for the cameras
and flicker the lights
my image in the mirror
will haunt your life

your songs still kill me
more better dead than alive
you looked so good
the trigger pulled so tight
but i could be a heart attack
a callous act broken bones
or better yet

maybe thngs should stay the way they are
we'll haunt your life because we've died
I see you every time you sleep
you see me everytime you blink
if i cant forget this
you wont forget this