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