I do declare there's something in the air
I'm burning the candle at both ends

Bitter betrayals skeleton keys
Houses to haunt well its alright by me
Rags to ruin some foolhardy choices
Some would say not a ghost of a chance
The ghosts in my mind
They are one of a kind
They tell me what to do
And its shut down you.

Some things are best just left unsaid

End of the line, end of the line
One door closes, another door closes
And now your boxed in.
End of the line, end of the line

Feel eyes in the trees the forebodding path
The turn of the head, I hear it laugh
It says "hang em now", it says "hang em high"
When you are done, then hail to the sky

Ive been taught
To get the fuck up
To dust myself off
And to go it again
The ghosts in my mind
They're one of a kind
They tell me what to do
And its shut down you

Some things are best just left unsaid

End of the line, end of the line
One door closes, another door closes
And now your boxed in
End of the line, end of the line

Shit!

Bitter betrayals
The foreboding path
Ive come to shut you down
Rags to ruin
Some foolhardy choices, some would say, not
A ghost of a chance, the ghosts in my mind
They're one of a kind
They tell me what to do, and its shut down you

Some things are best just left unsaid

End of the line, end of the line
One door closes another door closes
And now your boxed in
End of the line, end of the line