Close my eyes and hear a sound There ain't no one else around
Just me and these heavy-handed ghosts
I can't see them and they see me
I feel the weight that they can't see
In this house that used to be my home
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
I hear footsteps on the stairs But I know there's no one there
It's just my mind playing tricks on me
It just feels so hollow now
But there's beauty in the sound That echoes off the walls of window panes.
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
Fan blades spin in double time On a makeshift bed that isn't mine
(In)The middle of this living room floor
I know it shouldn't feel this way
It's more than time for a change
I don't think I can handle any more
Mmm
Mmm
Mmmmmm
Lying here in this bed
Trying to get outside my head In about as deep as I can be
No pictures left on the walls The hardwood floors are all cleaned off
Guess this empty house
Is me...
Close my eyes and hear a sound There ain't no one else around
Just me and these heavy-handed ghosts.