On a Sunday, near September, we awoke surprised to remember
How the light attaches to a change of heart
What was simple, now there's questions
The kind that I don't look my best in
And the ghost in me will keep us far apart

And you, know you don't deserve this
And I, don't know how to word this

But before you go, before you go
I just wanted you to know
That I would, that I would
I would love you if I could
But my unsteady heart's not ready
You would only get what's left of me
Only this, only this is gonna be the death of me

It's gonna be the death of me
It's gonna be

I would give you anything if
I had anything to give left
But the phantoms here will never have their fill
I would tell you, "I don't miss her"
Cries of love reduced to a whisper
But the truth is that her ghost, it haunts me still (it haunts me still)

And you, know you don't deserve this
And I, don't know how to word this

But before you go, before you go
I just wanted you to know
That I would, that I would
I would love you if I could
But my unsteady heart's not ready
You would only get what's left of me
Only this, only this
Is gonna be the death of me

It's gonna be the death of me
It's gonna be

I've forgotten how it feels, to have my head over my heels
I don't wanna walk away but it's not fair to let you stay
I'll fall apart beyond a kiss, a castaway upon your lips
Only this, only

Be the death of me
Gonna be, gonna be
Gonna be the death of me
Gonna be, gonna be
Gonna be the death of me

Oh, gonna be
It's gonna be the death of me (hey, yeah)
It's gonna be the death of me

The death of me
The death of me
It's gonna' be the death of me

The death of me
The death of me
Gonna' be the death of me

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): Josh Ramsay