There once was a year
I had what I wanted
But as things do go
I find myself haunted
It's like there's a ghost
It's grip on my neck tight
But **** if I'm fighting
I still kinda like it
Would that you squeezed a little harder
Maybe it's better that you didn't
The chains of love were not of you
And now this neck is held by me
So much time has past
I'm not even near you
Leave it to the past
To force me to hear you
I'd shut it out if I knew how
Fill it with new and happy song
At least it's true that there is growth
From those who might have kept you wrong
When I look back to the past
The spark of hope that I had
Fades like it should
Like a gaslight
