You're all ghosts to me and I'm a ghost to you
The thought of it is pretty scary too
My voice will break if I shout so I whisper instead
I carry the guilt for this burden for I was he who fled
An apology can't lift a ship that's already sunk
I'll get high off some weed and maybe I'll get drunk
Think about all of those times we shared
think about the times that you all still cared
I'm too much of a coward to ask if you still think of me
or if I alone think of you with regret and such worry
Madison, do you still blast dancing in the moonlight in your car?
Have you found the boy who gets how beautiful you are?
Veronica, god I pray you haven't left those beautiful dreams
nor you ever let your fathers drunken words tear you at your seams.
Taylor, I can only imagine how many songs you've sung that I've missed
A music and passion like no other lives in you and in that, may you please persist
Round and round my thoughts go thinking of all of you
I know it's no excuse but I hope you'll get what I was going through.
And that my intentions were never ever to get where we've come to
I lost track of time, a sense of me and well, I've lost my best friends too.
