For years now, I’ve been chasing ghosts In this haunted house I call my home These monsters have got me on the run And I can hear them say: “You’re not good enough - you’ll never mean anything to anyone, anyway.” There’s a light In the dark There’s a burning in my heart It’s hard to see myself The way You do There’s a voice In the void A calling I cannot avoid I am Your lost son but I am so loved But most days are better than the others I find distractions keep away the bummer But when the world slows down and the lights go off I’m left to bare-knuckle box with my demons in the dark Oh dear God; Oh dear God Let me never forget When it seemed hopeless You never left You picked me up When I was facedown in my own mess For years now, I’ve been chasing ghosts In this haunted house I call my home I’m at the door with matches and gasoline The only way to You is at the end of me