The Ghost Of You (Live For Bbc Radio 1'S "The Lock Up", 2005)

I never said I'd lie in wait forever
If I died, we'd be together, oh
Well, I can't always just forget her
But she could try

At the end of the world or the last thing I see
You are never coming home, never coming home
Could I? Or should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever, ever

Ever get the feeling that you're never all alone?
And I remember now
At the top of my lungs, in my arms, she dies, she dies

At the end of the world or the last thing I see
You are never coming home, never coming home
Could I? Or should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me

(Never coming home, never coming home)
Could I? Or should I?
For all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
And all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me

If I fall
If I fall down
Whoa, whoa, yeah
Whoa, whoa, yeah-yeah
Whoa, whoa, yeah, whoa
Oh, oh, fuck

At the end of the world or the last thing I see
You are never coming home, never coming home
Could I? Or should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me

(Never coming home, never coming home)
Could I? Or should I?
For all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
And all the ghosts that are never gonna...