Torn in Two

Just like a phantom you always disappear

I'm tired of loving a ghost

A ghost i can see and a ghost i can hear

I'm tired of living a hoax

And don't bother asking if i might need anything

And don't ever say you've been worried about me

Cause i know these concerns don't mean anything to you

It's hard to even say if they are real

And i have been torn in two

No one knows what i'm going through

I hope that the therapy's helping me

Or that's what i tell myself though it's hard to believe

I smell perfume when you walk in the room

And i feel you touching my head

I hear you close the door as you depart

And i know you've never been here

And the pictures of us have become pictures of me

With some misty figure impossible to see

A tragic tale worthy of henry james

And i have been torn in two

No one knows what i'm going through

I hope that the therapy's helping me

Or that's what i tell myself though it's hard to believe