I Am Ghost

So I drew a goodnight kiss,
I said it was all for you
Held your face in time
But the miracles came crashing down
But it was too late; the killers came
With knives and dressed all in blue
As they suck me in
I take your hand, well, isn't this romantic?
He's learned a lot from watching you and I (lovely)
Just wish these dreams would follow through
Don't ever be afraid, 'cause I'm never letting go
Of your face since I knew there would be...
Blood spilling from your cut,
The ropes enwrapped you in love
Memories feed this disease
And I hate it
But it was too late, the killers home
And knows you well I assume
As my luck grows thin I take your hand
Well, isn't this romantic?