Jenee Halstead bitten by the night

I spike my coffee in the morning
Drink from the bottle at night
I am not the person I used to be
Bathe by the light of the moon
Next to honeysuckle vines
There’s a darkness living on my street
I’ve been bitten by the night
I’ve been bitten by the night
Been sleeping with your ghost
Wandering the halls
Longing for some peace to come at last
Racing to the door
Heart pounding in my chest
Listening for footsteps of the past
I’ve been bitten by the night
I’ve been bitten by the night
Come morning you will find me
In the same place you used to be
In a shallow bed, shadows in my head
A restless symphony
I’ve been bitten by the night
I’ve been bitten by the night