Ghosts

We could have been something beautiful 
That's what you say when you're mad
Be a good friend perform the rituals
That's all I ever asked of you

Kids with a dream to assimilate 
We know that was round one
Adults separate worlds impossible to integrate 
Call the cycle by it's name

But I'm the user
You're the loser 
Living inside a broken picture frame

You're not another 
Just the other 
Person to play my sad story game

I bet you thought I was Polaris
Knowing damn well that I'm an heriss 
We both were broken, I was fearless 
We were younger, you were careless 
All those beers out on my terrace
And tell me now are you embarrassed 

That the ice you skated on 
Couldn't control what we'd become 
All the things we're running from
It's useless now because 
You can't outrun
Your broken heart 

Serve the tourniquet for my bloody wounds 
That's the purpose you served 
A lie lurks in all our backgrounds 
What kind of life do you deserve 

Ghosts are the only shapes in my head
And none of them are you
Just stop and realize that you made the bed
Please quietly lie the fuck down 

But I'm the user
You're the loser 
Living inside a broken picture frame

You're not another 
Just the other 
Person to play my sad story game

I bet you thought I was Polaris
Knowing damn well that I'm an heriss 
We both were broken, I was fearless 
We were younger, you were careless 
All those beers out on my terrace
And tell me now are you embarrassed 

That the ice you skated on 
Couldn't control what we'd become 
All the things we're running from
It's useless now because 
You can't outrun
You broken heart 

Two saddened souls don't make for a happy ending 
Accept the fortune inside your cookie
The maddened men can't tame her running 
I can see that you're still looking 
But for what I don't know
You see the friendship that we had
Was tainted by you so
Now wherever I may go
Is a place you'll never be welcome to again 
 
All I needed was a friend 
And in the end
I'd rather go it 
Alone 

I'm the user
You're the loser 
Lie the fuck down
Your broken heart out on my terrace 
I want to be alone 

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