Guardian Lyrics
"A Series Of Unfortunate Events"
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So many things left unsaid between us, but I hope that you know
the things you did left me with a faded sense of decay,
the ghost you became to haunt my life follows me every day
I still hear your voice, whispering in my ear
I've regretted this since the day you turned my love to fear
As I dig deeper, I find myself seeking an embrace of
loyalty that doesn't yet exist
I can still feel the scars that you left
I can still feel them in my head
the air becomes cold when your ghost is near
look at what you've done, stay away from me
I am the Haunted
this after all I did for you, you killed all your dreams
this after all I did for you, just stay away from me
you're just a ghost, you're just a ghost hiding on
the inside where they say true beauty lies
I can't seem to find happiness in anybody else,
the love I gave to you was taken in distress,
and kept with the dust on your shelf
Is it enough If I told you how I feel about the ways you turn me on
I called out your name, you said you felt the same,
but your actions speak louder than words
I have but one thing to ask
Did you come back to haunt me, or to make amends?
the things you did left me with a faded sense of decay,
the ghost you became to haunt my life follows me every day
I still hear your voice, whispering in my ear
I've regretted this since the day you turned my love to fear
As I dig deeper, I find myself seeking an embrace of
loyalty that doesn't yet exist
I can still feel the scars that you left
I can still feel them in my head
the air becomes cold when your ghost is near
look at what you've done, stay away from me
I am the Haunted
this after all I did for you, you killed all your dreams
this after all I did for you, just stay away from me
you're just a ghost, you're just a ghost hiding on
the inside where they say true beauty lies
I can't seem to find happiness in anybody else,
the love I gave to you was taken in distress,
and kept with the dust on your shelf
Is it enough If I told you how I feel about the ways you turn me on
I called out your name, you said you felt the same,
but your actions speak louder than words
I have but one thing to ask
Did you come back to haunt me, or to make amends?