I feel a lot less angry then I did last year But have I start wondering, lost all fear Of the dark, of the dark Can you tell me, when did you become my ghost? ‘Cause you were just right here as you held me close In your arms, in your arms But I’m talking to you, you, you, you I’m talking to you, you, you, you I’m talking to you I’m talking to you I just drive through the night with the memories Down the same back streets while the songs plays On repeat, on repeat Now time has gone, most has haunted me And you went on, I can’t look in my eyes [?] In the string, in the string But I’m talking to you, you, you, you I’m talking to you, you, you, you I’m talking to you I’m talking to you I’m talking to you, you, you, you I’m talking to you