Ghost Writing

Won't you tell me again, how my heart's in the right place
 When it feels so lost, and my chest feels vacant
 So hang a sheet on me, to hide my loneliness
 Call me a ghost, 'cause I am transparent
 The marble floor is colder than I remember
 And I tremble in that memory
 If you stay we could stare at the ceiling
 As we wait for it to fall and blanket us
 Won't you tell me again, how my heart's in the right place
 When it feels so lost, and my chest feels vacant
 So hang a sheet on me, to hide my loneliness
 Call me a ghost, 'cause I am transparent
 We're lost in the walls of our ribs
 We're trying to find our way back
 We're wandering, like ghosts writing their wills
 Their wills
 Were we walking in circles? (In circles?)
 Dead and broken retracing all our steps
 Were we meant to be hurtful? (Hurtful?)
 Or spend our lives to replace the emptiness
 That same marble floor is colder than I remember
 And that makes me tremble
 We're lost in the walls of our ribs
 Sadly staring at the marble floor where our bodies lay, lay forgotten
 Even though everyone is there
 Won't you tell me again, how my heart's in the right place
 When it feels so lost, and my chest feels vacant
 So hang a sheet on me, to hide my loneliness
 Call me us ghosts, 'cause we are transparent
 Were we walking in circles? ('Cause we are transparent)
 Dead and broken retracing all our steps
 Were we meant to be hurtful? ('Cause we are, 'cause we are transparent)
 Or spend our lives to replace the emptiness