Bloody Murder

There's a ghost in my bed she cries in her sleep she says I won't let her leave I like perfectly still as 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 murder! 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 Oh, oh, oh