Your Image Is Your Ghost

It's been a long time,
longer than you think.
Though the regrets are all mine
I haven't the time to sink.

I haven't drawn anyone since you.
I've drawn heart break,
I've draw lies in the truth,
but never another face.

Still holding your image close.
I'm haunted by this ghost.
I'd die for you either way
so why'd you have to go?

Tell me it's finally gone
so I can quit one last time.
Just like always.
Tell me I'm finally wrong
so I can believe that lie
one last time.
Tell me I'm finally done
so I can begin my life
in one last line.


Still holding your image close.
I'm haunted by this ghost.
I'd die for you either way
so why'd you have to go?