Dead

How can I lay upon the sheets
That once shared our body heat?

How can I let another in
so they can break me down again?

The way she walks
her smell
her taste
these things can never be replaced
I'm left to sit and wonder why
I'm left without the will to try

Hot nights in December
I'll always remember
Can't drown my regret
I'll never forget

She's like a hangover
I'm still trying to get over
And she betrayed, she's dead to me
I'm haunted by her memory