I have seen some better days
Like the day that I thought we'd never die
I saw you a few lives away
Trying to find the one where we never changed

But it's not that simple even in your sleep
And the highlights are to few to keep
I'll leave the light off when I go
Neither of us are responsible

I'm not fond of your roses
I"m not fond of your white wines
I'm not fond of things that you're convinced make you alive
I'm no human, I'm a spectre
I'm a shadow of myself
When you leave, leave the keys up on the shelf

I am a ghost disguised as a man
Everything I touch turns into sand
Flicker out with your lips sealed
I don't know what is fake and what is real

You can't escape what you can't see
Trying to make sense of dreams
Your mind tries to make them rational
Are you prepared for loss of control

I'm not fond of your roses
I"m not fond of your white wines
I'm not fond of things that you're convinced make you alive
I'm no human, I'm a spectre
I'm a shadow of myself
When you leave, leave the keys up on the shelf

You make friends among coyotes
Aren't you scared, do you know what they eat?
Have you lost sight of your motives?
Are you a reflection of me?

I'm not fond of your roses
I"m not fond of your white wines
I'm not fond of things that you're convinced make you alive
I'm no human, I'm a spectre
I'm a shadow of myself
When you leave, leave the keys up on the shelf