We said goodbye. Tried her hand at magic.
But we couldn´t make us disappear.
Not a day goes by I don´t wish I had you.
So run away, I´m glad you´re still here.
It´s a bitter sweet victory.

Lovin´ the ghost in front of me.

Now I can´t laugh, can´t cry.
And I can´t run, can´t hide.
What do I gotta do?
What do I gotta do to keep you?
What do I gotta do to keep you from doing this to me?

I wrote a couple of notes.
One in love, one in anger.
They´re lying there dying in the dresser drawer.
Lived louder than my voice. Struggled through a stranger.
He loved me until I loved you even more.
It´s a bitter sweet victory.
Lovin´ someone else who wanted me.

Now I can´t laugh, can´t cry.
And I can´t run, can´t hide.
You get used to the pain, and numb to the sting
Till you can´t feel anything.

You tried to explain, but I couldn´t hear it.
As if your words were my tears.
Flowing freely, warm and quiet.
From the edges of my eyes and my ears.
Then all that disappears.

Now I can´t laugh, can´t cry.
And I can´t run, can´t hide.
Now I can´t laugh, can´t cry.
And I can´t run, can´t hide.

What do I gotta do?
What do I gotta do to keep you?

What do I gotta do to keep you from doing this to me?