Call me a ghost

But mind you

I've got some pain so real it came alive

In me (In me)

In me (In me)

I'm halfway dissolved

I'm half there

More than a phantom but less than a man

Haunting her halls

Like dust

I'm halfway surprised at the touch of her hand

On me (On me)

On me (On me)

Picture perfect, broken frame

Throw it away and start all over

Lift me through a broken plane

My open wound, my escalator