Talking to Your Ghost

I spent a long night arguing with your ghost Talked myself down, slept in my clothes In my exhausted brain We'd kick this shit either way And I'd rather argue alone See I've seen people fall apart And I know what comes out after dark It'll be okay It always was anyway But we don't talk about that anymore I don't sleep well 'cuz I know I would, I would if I could Get hold of the itch and scratch to the root Although I know it'd do me no good I would, I would Chewing on misery What a waste of time and energy We connected waves and I'm left waiting for days Ain't I so lucky I've had all this room to ruminate But we don't talk about that anymore God damn, I hate your answering machine The words just come out wrong So I never call 'cuz I know I would, I would if I could Get hold of the itch and scratch to the root Although I know it'd do me no good I would, I would La da da da da da da Talking to your ghost I've been talking to your ghost Feels like the world is in decline I think about it all the time 'Cuz it's true But it's cool, yeah it's cool