[Verse]
She never talked to the ghost but still believe she's a profit
She said my art got soul, I'm young, naive, and obnoxious
Just because my heart had gotten cold I let it freeze in the water
And now with every syllable I see the meaning in nonsense
She said "You're better off alone," I don't believe in that concept
The letter ends, that's all she wrote, signed in red ink at the bottom
She wanna stop letting go, I hope she achieve what she wanted
I lost my way on open roads, but still believe in the process

[Chorus]
Running water rusted "gold" and left it green from the copper
I've seen a lot of broken homes but this one's better than all them
Talkin' to god on broken phones, told me I'm destined for darkness
But if I keep playing my role, I'll still see Heaven in all it
Live life like Edgar Allan Poe, write 19th century novels
Pasta penne rigatoni, way she's taking it softly
Her body gracefully took hold of all the hate that I harbor
Amazing Grace played in slow-motion, painted faces on water
Running water rusted "gold" and left it green from the copper
I've seen a lot of broken homes but this one's better than all them
Talkin' to god on broken phones, told me I'm destined for darkness
But if I keep playing my role, I'll still see Heaven in all it
Live life like Edgar Allan Poe, write 19th century novels
Pasta penne rigatoni way she's taking it softly
Her body gracefully took hold of all the hate that I harbor
Amazing Grace played in slow-motion, painted faces on water