Sitting around
Thinking of something really mean
That would hurt you
Walking down the aisle
Wondering what it is
That she feeds you
And I needed you the most
That's when you became a ghost
Walking down the aisle
For the first time
I see my father cry
And the tears roll down
And I can't explain
Why
You left me when I needed you most
I'm the anchor and you're the ghost
Let me alone
I ask myself the questions
But the answers don't belong
What went wrong?
Sitting around
Thinking of something really mean
That would hurt you
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