Lyrics
I miss you like a past life
Now I can't remember if you were ever mine to miss
I miss you like we both died
Our time together a star-crossed endeavor
My head is an unmade bed
Abandoned arms and legs and intimate things
Finding their way into these twisted sheets
I need a maid or another mother
More than the strain of an absent lover
My head is an empty bed
Just the thought of being seen is more than I can take
I never met a mirror that I couldn't break
I'll miss you in the next life
