Bloody Murderer

There's a ghost in my bed.
She cries in her sleep
she says I won't let her leave
I lie perfectly still
she stifles her tears
I don't want to disturb her

Let go, let go, please let me be
Look at the ghost you've made of me

Dusk dropped her starry gown
I whispered out:
Sweetie, are you here with me?
The mirror crashed on the dresser
and she began to scream:
Bloody murderer! Let me rest in peace!
When I was yours you fled the scene
now you can't wash your hands of me

Bloody murder...
You can't hear the screams.