Tell me what her eyes were like
When she gazed into your mind
Pulling at your strings so tight
Selling it to you

Did she push your buttons good?
Did she run amok with you?
Ghost into my room
And touch me like you do

Turn into dust
You won't notice
Isn't it a lot to notice
When we're so swept up in ourselves?

Turn into dust
You won't notice
Isn't it a lot to notice
When we're so swept up in ourselves?
When we're so swept up
When we're so swept up in ourselves?