Skeletons In My Closet

Skeletons in my mirror, staring when I breathe

Every quiet whisper sounds like you to me

Shadows on the glass where your hands used to be

Skeletons in my mirror, watching what’s left of me

Midnight on the ceiling, counting every crack

Time keeps moving forward, but you never came back

Every room is colder than it was before

I still hear your footsteps walking through the door

Pictures on the table fading in the light

I keep turning slowly hoping you’re in sight

But every empty corner only shows the truth

Lonely feels eternal when it lives with you

Skeletons in my mirror, staring when I breathe

Every quiet whisper sounds like you to me

Shadows on the glass where your hands used to be

Skeletons in my mirror, watching what’s left of me

Dust along the window, letters never sent

Words I should have spoken living in my head

Every little memory cuts a little deep

Ghosts don’t let you rest and they don’t let you sleep

I tried breaking silence, I tried running far

But your name still echoes louder than my heart

And the face that’s staring back inside the frame

Looks like someone drowning in a different name

If I shatter every mirror in this room tonight

Would the ghosts still find me in the morning light

Or would silence finally loosen up its hold

Let a broken story finally grow old

But the glass keeps showing every hidden scar

Every silent battle, every fallen star

Skeletons in my mirror, staring when I breathe

Every quiet whisper sounds like you to me

Shadows on the glass where your hands used to be

Skeletons in my mirror, watching what’s left of me

Skeletons in my mirror, calling through the glass

Every shattered memory that I can’t outlast

If I close my eyes will the past release

Or will skeletons in my mirror never leave me in peace