Ghost in My Glass

There's a crack in the mirror. Stares back like a friend. I talk to

the silence. It knows how this ends. I kee- There's

a crack in the mirror. Stares back like a friend. I talk to

the silence. It knows how this ends. I keep your name in my

mouth. It burns like a match. Every truth that I swallow

still leaves a scratch. I ain't searching for closure. I'm just chasing

the sound. The echo you left keeps pulling me down.

You're the ghost in my glass. And I drink what's left of you slow.