Текст песни
My ghosts
Sitting across from me
What do they want from me
What do they want from me?
My ghosts
Teasing and taunting me
Happily haunting me
Oh what do they want from me
My thoughts
My memories
They tempt me
I hate to pass the places
Where we'd meet
When I arrive at your favorite diner
My eyes are greeted with
An empty seat
I've tried pulling myself out
But you follow me around
My ghosts
Sitting across from me
What do they want from me
What do they want from me?
My ghosts
Teasing and taunting me
Happily haunting me
Oh what do they want from me
A phantom friend
Is at my table
I say I haven't seen him in a while
I'm met with
Hopeful eyes
And bitter silence
And still your sweet familiar
Subtle smile
And now the waitress sees me cry
My memories serve me right
My ghosts
Sitting across from me
What do they want from me
What do they want from me?
My ghosts
Teasing and taunting me
Happily haunting me
Oh what do they want from me
Oh what do they want from me?