Everywhere I go I see your face.
And every sound I hear
is the sound of your voice.
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why can't I let you go? Go?

Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?

Everything about me is a lie,
At least it feels that way
when I look in your eyes now.
The truth scares the shit out of me.
Whoever said love is real,
or love is blood,
has never felt the way that I feel.

What does it matter?
What's done is done,
and I should get on with my life.

Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?

I don't know what it means
but I can't seem to make myself forget.
Was it something that you said?
Or is it all the guilt inside my head?

Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?

Why are you haunting me?

Why are you haunting me?