Ghost

Knocked on his door, he let me in
We'd met before but never since
Caught up on nothing at all
While I wished you would call
He played guitar, I sang along
He knew four chords, I played along
Said he left pics in his room
And he didn't, but I already knew

Did he soak his sheets in sand?
Or did I not understand
That I only want you?
I bit the bullet but I'll still chew
On your voice in my head
Saw your ghost in his bed
Parked my car in his driveway
Swear I saw you standing my way

Thought I saw you at Pitt's again
I need a meal or medicine
Stalked by a mirage of you
Trying hard to blend out the blue
Maybe I hoped he'd hold me tight
But I didn't even stay the night
Makeup smudged, choked at the door
Didn't wanna be me anymore

Did he soak his sheets in sand?
Or did I not understand
That I only want you?
I bit the bullet but I'll still chew
On your voice in my head
Saw your ghost in his bed
Parked my car in his driveway
Swear I saw you standing my way

Oh, ooh
Parked my car in his driveway
Swear I saw you standing my way