Is it normal to sit and think about someone for hours
Hours and hours on end
Stuck thinking like you've got the short end of the stick
But the stick wasn't even yours in the end
Maybe I'm sorry I didn't check in
Maybe I'm sorry that I'm cursed and you're golden
Maybe I'm sorry I burdened you with the blame
Maybe I'm sorry I'm haunted and you're afraid
I left a note where I know you'd check
You said I'm sorry
I'll let you get some rest
I'm sat here watching your every move
You text your mom asking if ghosts are real
You can hear creaks
B they're just from me
I'm your ghost
And our house is haunted
Maybe I'm sorry I didn't check in
Maybe I'm sorry that I'm cursed and you're golden
Maybe I'm sorry I burdened you with the blame
Maybe I'm sorry I'm haunted and you're afraid
And Maybe I'm starting to lose my mind
The only things I think about are you and the bottle of wine
All this sorry got me switching up my tune
You never reciprocated any nice moves
I'm stuck here thinking
That all along, it was you
Maybe I'm sorry
But I hope you're sorry too
Maybe I'm sorry I didn't do worse
Maybe I'm sorry you didn't catch my curse
Maybe I'm sorry that I didn't haunt your room
Maybe I'm sorry I let you use me until my final breath