Ghosts

And the hospital tells me that you need to stay for a few more days
They’ve withheld a reason they say they just want to keep you safe
And I’m taking the train back home tomorrow
I feel like singing messenger with a hook of such great sorrow

And she told me to tell you that you’re worth as much as the cuts on your legs
And if you cared enough you would have stayed
And the news reported the worst today
But this will pass and we will soon forget
This mess

You’re like a ghost with the way you stay and go
You thinking thoughts you thought I didn’t know
I'm like a child I cry, like a gentle man I lie about your mental health
I know I should have gone with you

And she told me to tell you that you’re worth as much as the cuts on your legs
And if you cared enough you would have stayed
And the news reported the worst today
But this will pass and we will soon forget
This mess