Ghosted

Anywhere I go

You follow me back home

Ya' leave me with a tight throat

I still hear the death crow

Left you in peace with a rose

You're in a front row seat but only I know

I'm not one to oppose

But you're stuck in my head and you're breaking it to pieces

I see you crawling into bed

It's so hard to turn away

Your warmth doesn't reach me

And I'm wrapped up alone in these empty sheets