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 hands
On me (on me)
On me (on me)
Picture in a broken frame
Throw it away and start all over
Lift me through a broken plane
My open wound my escalator