I guess i just got lost in heaven being a ghost,
cause i leave behind all that matters most,
a friendly host until you show your true colors,
and go run off to be with other fellas,
if that's not true tell me why did you lie?
why make a promise and at first try?
just to give up in the end, are you kiddin me?
i knew it was over when you left for Italy,
worst part is there is nothing i can do, i dread,
the most honest truth is what's dead is dead,
alone in my head, chest barely drumming,
summers almost done, the winter is coming,
i guess what i need is a chapel with all of my friends,
to move on finally, this pain i must attend,
it needs to end, tired of walking around in a daze,
and waiting to see how out this plays.