She infects my mind, a cancer to each of my brain cells,
I thought I could simply leave and again change wells,
Her memory is trapped in my mind, and the pain swells,
She stabbed me through my heart, now the stain smells,
Looking at this angel every day, made me only gain hells,
Now I just look at the story, that every night my rain tells,
Lightning in clouds, no longer do I have the arms of a lover,
She whispers his name, my mind now alarms of another,
Traces of her finger on my skin, for its imprints she leaves,
Her scent, her presence, I know its incense she breathes,
She used to sing her sweet song, sitting on her bird perch,
Every day, a loss for words, had me playing a word search,
Now other guys approach, they wear cologne to impress,
Imprison the minds of those who see her, alone you arrest,
And what began as a burning flame, is now just lonely ash,
I tried to fly in her blue skies, but once again I only crash,
I know I can't take one more step towards you
Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most
I learned to live, half alive
And now you want me one more time
She’s flowing her hair, without ever even showing she cares,
She never enters a room, without guys knowing she’s there,
With ink about her, all I can do is heal pages without her,
I think about her, I’m trapped in steal cages without her,
I followed her shining presence, knowing it was fool’s gold,
Awoke in a cold sweat, tip toeing now I know the pool’s cold,
She was transgression, now I know a sinner has more lies,
I know, an eagle with broken wings, eventually soars skies,
I wonder how she sees me, through her little whore eyes,
She gives me the cold shoulder, does she see frozen tears,
She sees what she wants to in herself, that’s chosen mirrors,
And when she speaks to all guys, all she ever does is talk lust,
Disturbing more than the chalk boards, and their chalk dust,
And off her weathered diary, never again will she knock rust,
On her journal, you’ll find, tears on pages, and scraped locks,
She puts a good girl image locked away, in a heart shaped box,
I know I can't take one more step towards you
‘Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most
I learned to live, half alive
And now you want me one more time
Through those librarian glasses, each lens fixes crosses,
X-ray vision, she sees his heart that only depicts his losses,
Her breeze makes, those who watch in awe, knees shakes,
I look in her eyes, and see inside of two eyes of the storm,
And each of our past summer nights, always dies in the warm,
If I could ask, I’d ask when she steals hearts, was theft planned,
I wish I could have prom’s last dance, holding your left hand,
Hold your waist, and find the best way to mask my two left feet,
That’s even if there is no where left to dance, all except street,
If we dance, I might speak, of the birth mark on your right cheek,
Today, I promised myself, all of her memories are passed away,
Even though, from then until now, they will always ask to say,
And I know if I could just simply try and borrow her hex,
I’ll know that I will have her by today, tomorrow or next
I guess when I look in her-eyes, I’m just shook and sur-prised,
That she would even look back, (That she’d even look back)
I know I can't take one more step towards you
‘Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most
I learned to live, half alive
And now you want me one more time
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