I swear you told me once that you hated your hands
But you could write them off
In my thighs, my chest, my mouth
I swear I told you once
I could always see his ghost
But in the cold cruel air
It would always be my fault
So I said
I'm better off now darling
Fade to ash
The window's open
I'm better off now darling
Her pale fingers in your hair
I'm coping
I'm coping
I swear you told me once
You were numb to all emotion
You left it all unspoken
Is your image still kept closest?
I swear I told you once
I dreamt of her the most
But in the end
We were haunted by his ghost
So I said
I'm better off now darling
Fade to ash
The window's open
I'm better off now darling
Her pale fingers in your hair
I'm coping
