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