[no intro vocal ad libs]

Verse:
Looks like something I’ve said has got you up-set
the honeymoon's long over, maybe you have some re-grets
"Why can’t you be a little more like him, all dangerous and exciting"
I’m living with another mans ghost and he ain’t even dead yet
Your holding me to the standard of who he claimed to be
A standard I'll never meet but you forget, neither did he

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Pre chorus: 

Oooo ooo oooo
Oooo ooo oooo

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Chorus:

Those sprits in your head
in the closet, under the bed
keeping us from getting too close
I meant every word I said
You might be grieving your dead
but I’m the one living with ghosts

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Verse:
Your momma shuffled off her mortal coil down in Jacksonville
that’s where moma’s go when they still got a few years left to kill
You know that woman always made me nervous
I have to say It was a beautiful service
But then she hitched a ride home, I swear she lives there still
I never really saw all that much of her in you
now she’s all that I can see and it’s all that I can do

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Pre chorus: 

Oooo ooo oooo
Oooo ooo oooo

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Chorus:
Those sprits in your head
in the closet, under the bed
keeping us from getting too close
I meant every word I said
You might be grieving your dead
but I’m the one living with ghosts

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Verse:
You never quite came to terms with not coming to term
Was before my time but it defined what I’ve come to learn
There’s a nursery behind a locked door down the hallway on the second floor
At what point should a man start to get concerned
You needed shelter from from your own ghosts, I hoped I might be enough
Just a lonely man with his heart in his hand, thinking I had all the luck

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Pre chorus: 

Oooo ooo oooo
Oooo ooo oooo
Oooo ooo oooo
Oooo ooo oooo

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Chorus:
Those sprits in your head
in the closet, under the bed
keeping us from getting too close
I meant every word I said
You might be grieving your dead
but I’m the one living with ghosts

Yeah, living with ghosts