Old Ghosts - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I brought a gun to a knife fight

My love, he never saw it coming

And as the pain fell from his eyes

Oh I, I pulled the trigger without warning

Maybe I've been living with my eyes closed

Blind to the blood on my hands

I spend most my nights talking to old ghosts

But it never seem to make me feel better

If I close my eyes, and just listen close they say

They'll stay and haunt me forever

I poured a tall glass of jet black lies

She drank it down quick like poison

Laced every word with cyanide

Took her last breath by early morning

Maybe I've been living with my eyes closed

Blind to the blood on my hands, oh

And I've been to the river but it's ice cold

Oh, I'm out of breath

I spend most my nights talking to old ghosts

But it never seem to make me feel better

If I close my eyes, and just listen close they say

They'll stay and haunt me forever

I spend most my nights talking to old ghosts

But it never seem to make me feel better

If I close my eyes, and just listen close they say

They'll stay and haunt me forever

If I could wake the dead I would, I would, oh

If I could take it back I would, I would, oh, oh

I spend most my nights talking to old ghosts

But it never seem to make me feel better

If I close my eyes, and just listen close they say

They'll stay and haunt me forever

I spend most my nights talking to old ghosts

But it never seem to make me feel better

If I close my eyes, and just listen close they say

They'll stay and haunt me forever

They'll stay and haunt me