it comes full circle and i want to give up
i hate the way that i've been set up
it only gets better and it only gets worse
i swear sometimes that i must be cursed

i'm tired of defeat
i want to feel complete
someone pull me in
i'm trapped behind my skin

too many "maybe"s and too many "no"s
i wanna give up, there's no where i can go
it looks like no one ever wants to see
past the skin and the shit and the triviality

not a word, not anymore anyway
i'm almost happy that i threw it all away

i am a ghost