Ghost of a Man

Got home late last night, it was all locked up. I guess that's your way of sayin' that you've had enough. I wish I could say the same, ‘cuz I've had my fill, but I don't think this stuff is gonna stop ‘till it kills. cll the things that I've lost don't even seem to phase me. My devotion to destruction never ceases to amaze me. Either I must be stupid or just flat out crazy. Like you said, you're the first and the last to ever love me, baby. I put on a mask every night and go downtown. There life is simple, you make friends by buyin' rounds. But the mornin's are harder ‘cuz I wake up all alone with my shame, like a fuse burnin' down to the bone. I would apologize if I had the sincerity But these days, it don't seem like there's much here left of me You don't have to speak, I know you agree. Like you said, I'm a ghost of the man that I used to be. Oh, I'm haunting this skin, and oh, oh, here we go again. cnd oh, look at this mess that I'm in. I pray every day for this madness to end.