Jane why are you leaving
Why am I stuck here with all these filthy chemicals
With villain skill I reason through the holes every day
Jane what are you hiding
I thought we were something good or were you lying
But just in case early today I caved and bought a claw scritch scratch
I’m losing my patience
Where were you when the real me died with severed hands before our meeting
Stay attractive when you’re smothered by the hands that took these photos
Pale to the real you lover turn these covers down I miss the draft
And I miss you so where are you hiding
I can’t hear you moving I hope you’re crying
Behind the walls I’ll figure out which door leads where so prepare
And I could stand to break you in pieces
To keep you from leaving but I’m trying to listen close
Because one more ghost won’t solve anything