Skeletons

You, listen up.
Take a look around,
take in all the sights and sounds.
Is this how you thought it would be?
Experience is the most brutal of teachers
and we are what we believe.
But you’re not even a skeleton
of what you used to be.
It’s over!
I am not a saint,
but I am not my sins.
I’m still standing!
It must be lonely up that on the pedestal you built on a shelf
Perhaps the suspicion of fraud enhances the flavor,
but you just gave up on yourself.
It’s only the beginning.
I am not a saint,
but I am not my sins.
I’m still standing!
When I see your face
and see how you’ve turned,
it makes me sick to think of all the bridges you’ve burned.
And yeah, it hurts
me to know
you have lost everything
that you loved.
A ghost is all that’s left.
You have lost everything
that you loved.
A ghost is all that’s left.
You have lost everything
that you loved.
A ghost is all that’s left.
You have lost everything