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