I Know What The Word Dead Means

I was looking for love inside an empty vessel
I nearly worked myself to death
I used to build whole worlds around your validation
Never wondering if I actually should

I traced my weathered roots to our haunted hometown
My clean hands overturning trash
I was thinking of you and what you might've been up to
Felt confident assuming that it was no good

I was searching for remnants, for relics of my former life
Half-hearted hooks and heartfelt mistakes were all that I could find