Home is where the haunt is
Those wounds wont lick them self
It's a good thing you're not alone
I've been here all along
I can't see him to know he's there
The ghost in the corner of the room
Knows what you sleep in
When you're dreaming of who
Some things never change
Maybe that's okay
Home is where the haunt is
The past still present tense
Need more time to mold
You shouldn't stop for too long
'Cause you look like hell
An accidental version of your self
They can't just forget
All the other lives you've lived
The ghost in the corner of the room
Knows how you're feeling
'Cause you're dead to him too
Some things never change
Maybe that's okay