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?



Why are you haunting me