well i think of you every time i'm in this house

walk past the bedroom or sit on this couch

by the window where we laid and talked for hours

about the future that never was ours

i wish i could just set fire

i'm not safe my soul's afraid

that i won't ever get a break

it's too late for novocaine

your touch already left a trace

cause you have stained my memories

please get out of this place

i feel like i'm home who are you now

but i think of you every time i pass the street

we laid on all night

when you told me all the white lie

my tears are staining the lines

since you became a ghost

i can't let your spirit go

but i think of you every time i'm in this out

i think that i'm haunted by you now

i'm not safe my soul's afraid

that i won't ever get a break

as you have stained my memories

please get out of this place