Decorating in a graveyard
Not the best place for a fresh start
Finding new ghosts for you to follow
Always end up feeling hollow
Made a u-turn on a tightrope
Tried to love you, and kind of lost hope
Made a bed bet, then had to walk home
I guess it's my turn to be the bad joke
And it seems so curious how we let these strangers near to us just to watch them walk away
A social experiment
We don't want love, only the thought of it, just to keep us entertained
So spin around in a straight line
And hold me close, just not too tight
You've got to stop making up excuses
You can't tie up all the loose ends when you don't know what the truth is
And my attempts are proving useless
It seems so curious how we let these strangers near to us just to watch them walk away.
We never say what we want
And my words are sharp
But I'm being blunt
Cause I thought you felt the same
An empty bed with no mattress
A comforter in a casket
I'm trying hard to be passive
But I don't wanna move past this
