Yeah, go, Well..., Sometimes I get this, Lump in my throat, When I remember, These things I wrote, The strangest feeling, I've ever had, Starts off as angry, Ends up as sad, Yeah, When I'm awake and when I dream, And all the places in between, Where I go and where I've been, I will take this ghost with me, Well, I guess I loved her, You, Go, So much for feeling, Like broken bones, I wish I'd left it all alone, So much for healing, Eventually, I'm just as damaged as I'll ever be, Well..., Yeah, Now, When I'm awake and when I dream, And all the places in between, Where I go and where I've been, I will take this ghost with me, Well I guess I loved her, No, She took my...she took my shoes off... when I fell asleep, She combed my hair and brushed my... teeth, I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her) I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her) I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her) I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her) I guess I loved her, But I still made her cry,