It makes me wonder when we were just two ghosts haunting the happy hunting grounds was I fun to have around? 'Cause I saw pink in your pale dead skin It makes me wonder have we been gone this entire time? 'Cause to me you really looked alive when you held my hand you were devote to me Now it seems like a new god has brought you back to life You swear you like your colors better but you swore you'd always wear mine It just becomes hard to take your word for it No it doesn't make me sick it just makes me wonder The roses you made grow from sand just to give to me were they part of some evil plan? Were they just courtesy When we floated around the hurt and youre eyes started to leak so you held me tight, you made me warm what did that even mean? I'm starting to rewind the tape I'm visiting the poppy fields I'm becoming one with doubt and rage you betrayed our history If everything had been real I wouldn't have been easy to leave did you ever really love me or was I just young and naive? Either way you knew it and you made me believe A ghost story ended were doomed by the narrative Now your angel gives you wings but I will spiral under No, it doesn't make me sad it just makes me wonder