Second Harbour - A Fire In The Attic

When you fall asleep tonight
Will you leave the light on
Can they tell you're hurting by
Your worried, little eyes
When you fall asleep tonight
Will you sing the same song
Will you tell them nothing but
Your sorry, little lies

Does it ease your
Mind your step
You're in over your head
So lie to them
Swear you're headed to bed
It's just nine, you know
They'll eat up what you said
Cause you're fine
You seemed fine

If there was a god I'd burn
Something's wrong
Nothing's making sense
Since you've gone
I've been on the fence
I hear your ghost in the walls
If there was a god I'd burn
Die like his son on a crucifix
Swear I'm done being fucking sick
I see your ghost roam the halls
I hear your ghost in the walls
I hear your ghost in the walls

When I fall asleep tonight
Will I see the next dawn
Can you tell I'm hurting by
My worried, little eyes

Does it ease your
Mind your step
You're in over your head
So lie to them
Swear you're headed to bed
It's just nine, you know
They'll eat up what you said
Cause you're fine
You seemed fine

If there was a god I'd burn
Something's wrong
Nothing's making sense
Since you've gone
I've been on the fence
I hear your ghost in the walls
If there was a god I'd burn
Die like his son on a crucifix
Swear I'm done being fucking sick
I see your ghost roam the halls
I hear your ghost in the walls

I hear your ghost in the walls
I see your ghost roam the halls
I hear your ghost in the walls
I see your ghost roam the halls
Will you leave the light on
Will you sing the same song
Will you leave the light on
Will you sing the same song

If there was a god I'd burn
Something's wrong
Nothing's making sense
Since you've gone
I've been on the fence
I hear your ghost in the walls
If there was a god I'd burn
Die like his son on a crucifix
Swear I'm done being fucking sick
I see your ghost roam the halls

If there was a god I'd burn
Something's wrong
Nothing's making sense
Since you've gone
I've been on the fence
I hear your ghost in the walls
If there was a god I'd burn
Die like his son on a crucifix
Swear I'm done being fucking sick
I see your ghost roam the halls
I hear your ghost in the walls