It's the season for reasons to justify treason   You're leaving and letting me die alone    The spirits you wear show the sins that you bear    With every drink you are letting me go    I'm the one that pays       Go   Let me let you   Go   Set me free      You're the ghost in my mind   Thorn in my side   Sober in my dreams, you're dead in real life    What goes through my mind    Is how you used to be so alive    And now you’re fighting just to put the bottle down      Put that bottle down      Sleep tonight   Close your eyes   Sing your dirge   Say good night      While you’ve been sleeping   I've been dreaming   Of a life without repeating   The same old suicide   Round and round we’'d ride   So you'’ll be sleeping   I'll be leaving   Six feet under wake up screaming   One day you will know   You were dead, I had to go