Once we danced under city lights, now I roam in silent nights
Echoes of laughter turned to sighs, dreams of forever, lost to lies
I trace the shadows you left behind, in the corners of my mind
A tapestry of love unspun, under the weight of what we've undone
Memories flood, the dam breaks apart
Each one a dagger straight to the heart
How did we end up worlds apart
Got 99 problems, each a ghost of you
Haunting the hallways, turning my skies from blue
Promised forever, now I wander alone
Searching for light in the darkness you've sown
In every street, I hear your voice, a whispering wind, a cruel rejoice
Reflections in the rain-soaked ground, where our shared steps no longer sound
From laughter in the dawn's first light, to arguing through the endless night
Now all I've got are battle scars, from loving you, from loving hard
Chasing the traces that you left
In a heart that's now bereft
Why did love have to turn to theft
Got 99 problems, each a ghost of you
Haunting the hallways, turning my skies from blue
Promised forever, now I wander alone
Searching for light in the darkness you've sown
I often told myself, "It'll improve, someday
But the shadows stretch long, in this heart of disarray
I battle dreams where I still feel your sway
How much longer must I pay
Your silhouette on every wall, my silent scream, my desperate call
I said I'd rise, but instead I crawl, through the pieces of my downfall
Not the life we promised each other, not the path we planned to discover
Now I'm just a soul undercover, trying to recover
Got 99 problems, each a ghost of you
Haunting the hallways, turning my skies from blue
Promised forever, now I wander alone
Searching for light in the darkness you've sown
Seeking a sign in the shattered glass
Of our picture-perfect past
Was our love too good to last
Got 99 problems, each a ghost of you
Haunting the hallways, turning my skies from blue
Promised forever, now I wander alone
Searching for light in the darkness you've sown
Seeking a sign, It'll improve, someday
Yet here I am, lost, led astray
How much longer till I find my way
Traces of 'us' in disarray