(Dedicated to the pieces of us we try to reclaim from the
dead lovers we buried)
I am guilty of holding onto the dead just to feel alive again
Is it crazy that I want your dry bones wrapped around my
flesh one more time again?
Reviving a corpse of a lover to call mine again
I watch the moon drop while thinking about you
My nights have been restless since your departure
Losing sleep trying to hold on to our memories
Even though you brought hell to my earth
It’s hard for me to let you rest in peace
And why should I?
I wasn’t perfect but worth the heaven I tried to build with you
The least you could do is get me a new fucking halo
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