Done Bleeding for Ghosts

I used to light a candle for the dead, Speak their names in my weary head. Carried guilt like a sacred rite, Even when the faces faded from sight. I kept their memories on my spine, Bent my back to keep them mine. But ghosts don’t give, they only drain — I walked through hell just to break that chain. I’m done bleeding for ghosts, Done drinkin’ to lost toasts. I gave too much, got nothing back — Just shadows climbin’ up my tracks. They never asked me to let go, But they never helped me grow. So if you see me ridin’ close — I’m done… Bleeding for ghosts. I carved their names in every mile, Burned my soul to make them smile. But you can’t fix what’s past repair — Just dig a hole and leave it there. I’m done bleeding for ghosts, No more debt, no more posts. They ain’t here, they don’t cry — They just watch you bleed dry. So let the dead stay cold, Let the dirt keep what it holds. My pain ain’t what they’d want most — I’m done… Bleeding for ghosts. And if they’re watchin’ — let ’em rest

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