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