i am the ghost of a heart and a head in the clouds i am the ghost of a smile through the holes in my mouth i am the ghost of a timeline that worked itself out now i know nothing but the monsters we make of ourselves but you paint this picture of life that i m blind to too many grays i cannot leave behind and i m not a promising future i m only a past i m still looking back they are the faces fit to a mold and remade they are the big shots and small talks and half hearted hardly earned pay she is the voice that screams you ll lose love if you can t escape but i m losing it already so there s no difference anyways but you paint this picture of life that i m blind to too many grays i cannot leave behind and i m not a promising future i m only a past i m still looking back we are hell bent and obsessed with ends and beginnings and we have our hearts set on forgetting everything in between them but i am only a ghost and looking back is all that i know i am not a promising future but i promise you i m not a past so i ll dig up some dirt and i ll pray for what it s worth that i m half the man you say that i am cause i believe in these words and these words are enough for now i believe in something i will not let you down i cannot let you down