She wonders why it had to die
I wonder why she never cried
You can feel it start to creep
Now who will lay my soul to sleep

Who will take the best of me
to savor with the rest of me
Hold me to their chest and see
something better then a memory

Still I love her despite the wrong
But its to late because she's gone
I'll wonder why she had to leave
and when its ok for me to breathe

You loved the way they worshiped you
a burning church with empty pews
Your a steal guitar with out the blues
A walk through glass with out my shoes

She wonders if the ghosts will come
I know that I'll be one of them
Tell her my secrets to gain her trust
cut my stomach and spill my guts