Necromantic

You used to only love me; and I likewise did love

But the echoes of affection seem dulled out by all we’ve done

Somehow it all seems worthless now or maybe we’re just numb

We need to get back to the way things were before

We need to get back to the way things were before – we – swore – never to part

You once laughed at all my jokes and I had jokes to speak

But now I just watch the television while you - your novel love tales read

I still tell you that I love you occasionally

We need to get back to the way things were before

We need to get back to the way things were before – we – swore – never to part

All of the memories of the plans that we made

Now looking back it’s like a casualty parade of dead, rotting dreams

A death march that goes on and on and on and on and on and on for days

Until it ends with the perfect life we made

We gave up all our dreams so we could live our dream of being us…

We need to get back to the way things were before

We’re like a ship out on the ocean but still anchored to the shore

Do you remember when we still were romantic?

Now we’re simply necromantic