Wait, turn around, don't walk through that door

There are verses left you don't know

Oh my hands are painted red

Wait, there's a locket here in my palm

It is broken like the song

I first sang the night you lied

Stay the night and we'll meet our ghosts

They'll be drifting up through the floor

Stepping softly 'round the bed

Take my life right here in the sheets

The wall between you and me

Will melt away, but will it go?

Will it go?

And your heart was held in your hips

When you gave to him with your lips

All the poems that we wrote

And I told you that I was whole

But my heart turned off with your phone

And no tears will save you now

Where are you now?

Where are you now?

Where are you now?