We said goodbye. Tried her hand at magic.
But we couldnt make us disappear.
Not a day goes by I dont wish I had you.
So run away, Im glad youre still here.
Its a bitter sweet victory.
Lovin the ghost in front of me.
Now I cant laugh, cant cry.
And I cant run, cant hide.
What do I gotta do?
What do I gotta do to keep you?
What do I gotta do to keep you from doing this to me?
I wrote a couple of notes.
One in love, one in anger.
Theyre lying there dying in the dresser drawer.
Lived louder than my voice. Struggled through a stranger.
He loved me until I loved you even more.
Its a bitter sweet victory.
Lovin someone else who wanted me.
Now I cant laugh, cant cry.
And I cant run, cant hide.
You get used to the pain, and numb to the sting
Till you cant feel anything.
You tried to explain, but I couldnt hear it.
As if your words were my tears.
Flowing freely, warm and quiet.
From the edges of my eyes and my ears.
Then all that disappears.
Now I cant laugh, cant cry.
And I cant run, cant hide.
Now I cant laugh, cant cry.
And I cant run, cant hide.
What do I gotta do?
What do I gotta do to keep you?
What do I gotta do to keep you from doing this to me?