Four months, no contact, what can you even say to me?Your sweet words might have worked once, but newsflash no longer hold authority over meAnd there was almost nothing left of you to let goYour grave was two degrees from stone coldAlmost nothing left of you to grieveSo who brought you back from the dead?Bad you think I wanna see you againWhat was that you would have called me in the middle of the night?How many lives do you think you get?So who brought you back from the dead?Bad you think I'd elate you to restWhat was that you would have come around and dig in up the past?Nobody asked to see you againSo who brought you back from the dead?I saw your face once while I was shopping for groceriesI ended up with hidingAnd I ended up with hidingIn plain sight, hoping you wouldn't notice meAnd there was nothing left of you to let goCould have sworn that I was seeing a ghostAlmost nothing left of you to grieveSo who brought you back from the dead?Bad you think I wanna see you againWhat was that you would have called me in the middle of the night?How many lives do you think you'd get?So who brought you back from the dead?Bad you think I'd elate you to restWhat was that you would have come around and dig in up the past?Nobody asked to see you againSo who brought you back from the dead?Slippin' back from the dark, the dark, the dark, the darkSlippin' back from the dark