Ghost

He doesn't know I've always loved the winter sun And the way it glows like every flaw has been undone I don't show beauty in the way it does But he won't go cause he seems to think that I'm the one Pictures me still running around with flowers in my hair But he can't see the darkness I bring with me everywhere My skin's gone cold I'm not even breathing I lost my soul while he was sleeping Someone tell him he's in love with a ghost But not the type of ghost that he wants to know He thinks I glide and moves with such a steadiness Free and light but he doesn't feel my heaviness Pictures me still running around with flowers in my hair But he can't see the darkness I bring with me everywhere My skin's gone cold I'm not even breathing I lost my soul while he was sleeping Someone tell him he's in love with a ghost But not the type of ghost that he wants to know Not the enticing mysterious kind The kind that is lifeless with cold empty eyes Stuck here spending every second Never truly being present Not the enticing mysterious kind The kind that is lifeless with cold empty eyes Stuck here spending every second Never truly being present My skin's gone cold I'm not even breathing I lost my soul while he was sleeping Someone tell him he's in love with a ghost But not the type of ghost that he wants to know Someone tell him he's in love with a ghost But not the type of ghost that he wants to know Someone tell him he's in love with a ghost Tell him he's in love with a ghost