My Entertainer

There's a ghost that lives in my head Acts like a friend, but feels like a stranger Runs his mouth when I try to sleep He's my enemy and my entertainer Sorry if I wasn't listening So many things I wish that I could say, but they just don't come out And sorry if I'm such a fucking mess Caught up in a cycle trying to get out, but I don't know how I'm so tired of the distance from The things I say and the things I won't I'm so tired lately, I'm so tired There's a ghost that lives in my head Acts like a friend, but feels like a stranger Runs his mouth when I try to sleep He's my enemy and my entertainer I wish you could hear the shit he says Tried to medicate him, but it only made him louder It's almost like we're siamese He can't go on without me There's a ghost that lives in my head Acts like a friend, but feels like a stranger Runs his mouth when I try to sleep He's my enemy and my entertainer I won't let him out of sight Until he's six feet in my mind So I hope this is goodbye (Goodbye) Pull the curtains one last time