Life is never what you want
When all your ghosts have gone to haunt
There's an echo here tonight
You're not alone and it's alright
But hold on
I want to kill you...
And you want to kill me too
Wrap your hands around my neck
It's what I need and should expect
Don't hate the player, hate the game
At least we know we feel the same
So hold on
We all your ghosts have gone to haunt