The Death Of Me

On a Sunday, near September
We awoke surprised to remember
How the light attaches to a change of heart
What was simple, now there's questions
The kind that I don’t look my best in
And the ghost in me will keep us far apart

And you
Know you don't deserve this
And I
Don't know how to word this

But before you go, before you go
I just wanted you to know
That I would, that I would
I would love you if I could
But my unsteady heart’s not ready
You'd only get what's left of me
Only this, only this
Is gonna' be the death of me

It's gonna' be the death of me
It's gonna' be

I would give you anything if I had anything to give left
But the phantoms here will never have their fill
I would tell you: I don’t miss her
Cries of love reduced to a whisper
But the truth is that her ghost
It haunts me still (haunts me still)

And you
Know you don’t deserve this
And I
Don't know how to word this

But before you go, before you go
I just wanted you to know
That I would, that I would
I would love you if I could
But my unsteady heart’s not ready
You'd only get what's left of me
Only this, only this
Is going to be the death of me
It's going to be the death of me
It’s going to be

I've forgotten how it feels to have my head over my heels
I don't want to walk away
But it's not fair to let you stay
I'll fall apart beyond a kiss
A castaway upon your lips
Only this, only

Is gonna' be the death of me
Gonna' be, gonna' be
Gonna' be the death of me
Gonna' be, gonna' be
Gonna' be the death of me

Oh, gonna' be
It's gonna' be the death of me
Hey, yeah
It's gonna' be the death of me

The death of me
The death of me
It's gonna' be the death of me

The death of me
The death of me
Gonna' be the death of me