GHOST TOWN

back in the place where i fell in love i called but i know she probably long gone i'll sit all night for the phone to glow i'm holding to the hope it's not a ghost town back home, so old that the roses got black mold food's been going bad laying down in an empty bed you're not home in the cul de sac i'm stepping back watching while my world ends she knows all about it there's nothing left, folded for a .44 mag i'm on the road running back in the place where i fell in love i called but i know she probably long gone i'll sit all night for the phone to glow i'm holding to the hope it's not a ghost town back home, so old that the neighbors are all bones looking at me weird feeling different than when you were here you're not home getting cold sweats i'm driving fast watching how the roads bend i forgot about it suddenly the memories flooded right back i'm on the road running back in the place where i fell in love i called but i know she probably long gone i'll sit all night for the phone to glow i'm holding to the hope it's not a ghost town back in the place where i fell in love i called but i know she probably long gone i'll sit all night for the phone to glow i'm holding to the hope it's not a ghost town it's all a ghost town there's no hope it's all a ghost town