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

And I won't let him out of sight

Until he's six feet in my mind

And so I hope this is goodbye (Goodbye)

Pull the curtains one last time