The Haunted

Black lipstick on a cracked mirror face

Skeleton grin, yeah, I’m drifting through space

Everybody’s scared of the things in the dark

But I feel more alive with a knife through the heart

Candles flicker when I walk in the room

Flowers dying with the scent of perfume

You can lock every window and hide under sheets

But you still hear my footsteps dragging the street

Don’t cry at my funeral

Don’t bury me deep

I don’t wanna rest in peace

When I die, I wanna be a haunter

Living in the shadows getting colder, darker

Rattling chains in the back of your mind

Laughing when you swear you saw my eyes

I’ll be dancing in the hallways at midnight

Making all your pretty little porch lights glitch white

You can run but I’ll still find ya

When I die, I’ll be the haunter

Fog rolling heavy through the cemetery gates

Hear me humming while you’re lying awake

Every rumor in the town says my name

Like a cursed little ghost in a runaway flame

Footprints leading where nobody stood

Whispers in the attic under rotten wood

You can call a priest, holy water, all that

Still hear me singing through the radio static

Don’t pray for salvation

Don’t beg me to leave

I finally became me

When I die, I wanna be a haunter

Living in the shadows getting colder, darker

Rattling chains in the back of your mind

Laughing when you swear you saw my eyes

I’ll be dancing in the hallways at midnight

Making all your pretty little porch lights glitch white

You can run but I’ll still find ya

When I die, I’ll be the haunter

Oooh… hear the floorboards creak

Oooh… that’s just me underneath

No heaven shining down on me tonight

Just neon gravestones and a moonless sky

When I die, I wanna be a haunter

King of every nightmare, every monster

Turning all your dreams into black and blue

Leaving ghostly fingerprints all over you

I’ll be humming from the backseat at red lights

Smiling through the TV in the dead night

You can scream but it’s too late now

Baby, I became the haunted