Everywhere I go I see your face. And every sound I hear is the sound of your voice. Why are you haunting me? Why can't I let you go?
Why are you haunting me?
Everything about me is a lie. At least it feels that way when I look in your eyes. The truth scares the shit out of me. Whoever said love is real, or love is blind, has never felt the way that I feel.
What does it matter? What's done is done and I should get on with my life.
Why are you haunting me?
I don't know what it is but I can't seem to make myself forget. Was it something that you said? Or is it all the guilt inside my head?