Torn In Two
Just like a phantom, you always disappear
I'm tired of loving a ghost
A ghost i can see and a ghost i can hear
I'm tired of living a hoax
And don't bother asking if i might need anything
And don't ever say you've been worried about me
'cause i know these concerns don't mean anything to you
It's hard to even say if they are real
And i have been torn in two
No one knows what i'm going through
I hope that the therapy's helping me
Or that's what i tell myself, though it's hard to believe
I smell perfume when you walk in the room
And i feel you touching my head
I hear you close the door as you depart
And i know you've never been here
And the pictures of us have become pictures of me
With some misty figure impossible to see
A tragic tale worthy of henry james
And i have been torn in two
No one knows what i'm going through
I hope that the therapy's helping me
Or that's what i tell myself, though it's hard to believe