Stop the car
We don't see anything
This is not as permanent as we
Thought it would fucking be

You opened up old wounds
I thought were long since closed
You left me humming old tunes
And fearing tomorrow

You are exactly the same
You're still the ghost of my dreams
You were exactly the same
You were a ghost

Homesick
Pull the rug from under my feet
Distance
Enough to lose balance, enough to breathe