Conversation Piece

Please, don't look at me that way
 Your eyes are so heavy and I'm not that interesting
 If I had it my way, I would be a ghost and abandon the white sheet
 God, it's so hard to be seen
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 I think I'd like to be invisible
 Become one with the living room wallpaper at your party
 Wouldn't mind disappearing
 But you always say you would miss me
 Who am I kidding?
 Even if I meant it, I'd probably still visit
 I know how you hate to be lonely
 I could float around and rearrange objects to a conversation piece
 Come back as anyone else, a better version of myself
 A costumed monstrosity
 'Cause it already feels when you hold me
 That your hands could pass right through my body
 So do you think when I die, I'd get a second try
 To do everything right I couldn't the first time?