I can't get you out of my head I still feel your ghost haunting my bed I still hear your voice in my ear I still hear you whisper 'I'm still here' I'm still scared of being alone Touch myself to pictures of you on my phone I think a piece of me died When it was over like a heart committing suicide I hope that you're doing well If this was necessary why does it still hurt like hell I guess we all take things for granted Till they're gone, till they're gone It's all right, it's all right, it's all right It's all right, it's all right, it's all right