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