Ghost

It doesn't matter much
I know sometimes the truth is hard to take
But that isn't enough
A reason to go and make that mistake

What will you find?
What will you see?
Are you losing your mind when you're losing me?

You're a ghost
You're a ghost, and it doesn't matter much to me,
One to boast, ahh
You're a

This can't be everything,
There must be something more worth fighting for
It makes sense so suddenly and then it falls apart

Do you feel bad?
Do you feel wrong?
Did you not think I'd know all along?
Woah

It doesn't matter much,
I know sometimes the truth is hard to take,
But you're so out of touch,
And there isn't much left for you to come and break

What will you find?
What will you see?
Or is the end of the beginning?
Woah