Shivers down my spine,
The song knows when to lock me up and drown my thoughts inside.
Every memory remade through a broken hearted serenade.
As dementia is as bitter than the memories that haunt me.
Like a ghost keeping out of sight,
I'm the vampire in all your photos.
But the less I know the better amiright?
Rewriting tunes to make your heart swoon,
In a gloomy lonely heart breaking June.
But let's start it over,
As you pace back and forth-
Contemplating my mistakes,
Saying over and over-
"Don't come back," "Wait no," and "Please come around again.."
Placing records on a player, spinning itself around-
For I ain't plan this,
Tears in my eyes that drip but wouldn't drop-
And warm hearted hugs that leave me cold.
Folie a deux,
For there's chaos in these dreams tonight.
Cycling back to and forth,
For these dreams leave me bluer than the gloomy lonely heart breaking June.