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Ghost of Ex's Past
your heart was black
but it kept me warm for a time
your love went fast
but in the moment it was slow
I knew you would shed a tear on my grave
but back then you acted like I was dead
blocking off all ties
as if I was a killer
maybe you convinced yourself
that you were poison
not meant for such things as love
sometimes I wish I didn't care about that
I remember when I went to the store
and there you were again
three months passed since
and I had me a new lover
thinking I finally got it right
but you were everywhere after that
it couldn't have been coincidence
you wanted to relight old flames
but I let those feelings go
seems you realized what you lost
writing notes with red ink
and hearing sounds outside my window
was starting to scare me
the day of reckoning
I woke up next to my girl
she was stone cold
no pulse and smelt of death
I was frightened by laughter
coming from the living room
as I walked in I saw you
dressed in nothing but my old T-shirt
the one you said you lost
with a bloody knife in hand
you said "miss me?"
before lundging with the blade
the world went black
and now three months has passed
I still make sounds outside your window
you look very worried when I do
as if you know it's me
but it kept me warm for a time
your love went fast
but in the moment it was slow
I knew you would shed a tear on my grave
but back then you acted like I was dead
blocking off all ties
as if I was a killer
maybe you convinced yourself
that you were poison
not meant for such things as love
sometimes I wish I didn't care about that
I remember when I went to the store
and there you were again
three months passed since
and I had me a new lover
thinking I finally got it right
but you were everywhere after that
it couldn't have been coincidence
you wanted to relight old flames
but I let those feelings go
seems you realized what you lost
writing notes with red ink
and hearing sounds outside my window
was starting to scare me
the day of reckoning
I woke up next to my girl
she was stone cold
no pulse and smelt of death
I was frightened by laughter
coming from the living room
as I walked in I saw you
dressed in nothing but my old T-shirt
the one you said you lost
with a bloody knife in hand
you said "miss me?"
before lundging with the blade
the world went black
and now three months has passed
I still make sounds outside your window
you look very worried when I do
as if you know it's me
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