Call my phone, I know you won't, I'm starin' at the screen Got a bottle full of pills to make the world a dream Saw your shadow in the hallway, swear I heard you scream Nothin's ever what it seems, yeah, nothin's what it seems Got your black t-shirt still layin' on my floor Smells like your perfume and the night before I don't wanna feel this pain anymore Knockin' on the devil's door, yeah  And I'm wasted on your ghost again tonight Faded in the pale moonlight

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