I don't talk to ghosts. I can still see them.
I can hear them laugh at me when I'm talking to the ceiling.
I don't believe it's cold. I don't believe it's winter.
You can't hear the branches breaking. I can't hear them either.
Do you believe in love?
Do you believe I'm loving?
Do you believe in anything is there anything worth believing
Do you believe in trust?
Do you believe I'm trusting?
Won't you tell me anything because I don't believe you.
I don't believe you.