You pulled off the road so you could cry
It's too quiet in the suburbs
You searched your mind to try to find
Where the bottom really was
When you felt nothing but young in love
And they didn't love you in return
And that look that was in their eyes
Is a memory you've burned
But you sleep with the window open
And you hope the cold gets in your heart
But you're not haunted
You just miss everything
You're not a ghost
So stop disappearing
Whoa-oh-whoa
Whoa-oh-whoa
There's another body in the mcdonald's parking lot
The cops stand around like there's nothing to do
You start to worry that's what you'll look like
When it catches up
But you're a stranger in your photos
Melt into a drink with all your friends
And you're swallowed in a moment
The metaphor is meaningless
And you'll say
That's okay
That's okay, they never liked me anyway
But there's a killer in your heart
But you're not haunted
You just miss everything
You're not a cautionary tale
So don't you vanish on me
You're losing weekends
And then the days will start to slide
You keep breaking all these habits
But you can't seem to get by
'Cause you used to daydream about the things
You'd do and say when you were famous
But now the plastic in your belly
It has you feeling all sorts of sick
You used to daydream
And you're
But you're not haunted
It's just the devil in your skin
It'll be this bleak forever
But it is a way to live
You're not alone
You just miss everything
And when you're feeling like a ghost
Would you come haunt me, please?
Come haunt me
Whoa-oh-whoa
It's every trip into that empty house
The silence from the street
Your blanket in your seat
The nearly muted TV
There's no answer from you
And your phone blinks with my reply
It's that lump in my chest
And my relief to hear you cry
