Walking down the hall
Past the walls that bleedWhere overhead the pained moans
Drown out the sound, the sound of the dragging chains
I’m not scared of anything
In this haunted house
Because I can rationalize anythingAnything except what I need
It’s not the ghost in this place
Just the memory of your face
And the look in your eyes as you
Exited through the door and out of my life
In this haunted house
The Indian burial ground in the cellar
Should make me worryBut that is something I really can’t do
Since the day I lost you
Why should I care
Without you my life leads nowhere
In this haunted house
Because I can rationalize anythingAnything except what I need
It’s not the ghost in this place
Just the memory of your face
And the look in your eyes as you
Exited through the door and out of my life
In this haunted house
The only thing that seems to haunt me
Are the memories of youWondering if you found everything you were looking for
I did when I found you
But now the pain overwhelms everything
There is so much to fear
But what I lost I thought was real
In this haunted house
Because I can rationalize anythingAnything except what I need
It’s not the ghost in this place
Just the memory of your face
And the look in your eyes as you
Exited through the door and out of my life
In this haunted house
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