He could never love you
But baby I, baby I can
Would you let me hold you with
Blood on my, blood on my hands?
And I would know
All about ghost
'Cuz I buried his body
And found my way home
You're the first to know

Your love is therapy
No drug can give me clarity
As much as you do
yeah, I need you here

I’ll join you when you’re smoking in our small balcony

Your lips, my lips
Apocalypse

When you go away
I still see you