Infatuation With A Ghost

Lyrics

(Owwww! Haha) It's one of these things where like, like it was supposed to work Or you think it's gonna work Everything's according to the fact that it's definitely gonna work And it's like everything's- everything's good And then it's not good anymore, you know? [Verse] I see your face etched in stain glass, angelic Meant that as measurement Angelic, fuck you can't spell it Close to the heaven when coppin' that [?] droppin flu Particular like Bob Dylan's talkin' crew It's all pros when shootin' That's your speech impediment Talk in little circles, codes Until you can gel it, and keep 'em distant See, you collide with People, places, villains, keep persistent Gotta keep the curvage consistent Got you sayin' smoking regrets Clingin' to an empty lighter Burn up all your cigarettes The tar'll stay inside your lungs Pull tighter It's got me sickly, give me time, love, trust And a bouquet and forgive me quickly So I'm pullin' petals like She loves me not, she loves me not She loves me not enough to stop herself We like it awkward hot I'm thinkin' stop, thinkin' thoughts Like this plot thickens (uh-huh) When she drops a kiss, I pick it up Like "Hey, I think you lost this, miss" Got me wishin' But to you, our silent speech was tongue n' cheek Makin' true feelings hard to reach from toe n' cheek From high intensity to barely touch, to barely speak Speak, please speak, say somethin' monumental Pretend you- Pretend your kindest words were accidental Pretend I'm dead, I'll do the same for you Lets make a toast to us, infatuation with a ghost [Hook] So this is what you look like when you're not lookin at me You push it 'till you push it away And your pissed when it's gone And insist on the drama, come on This is what you sound like when we're not speaking You push it 'till you push it away And your pissed when it's gone And insist on the drama, come on This is what you look like when we're not lookin at me You push it 'till you push it away And your pissed when it's gone And insist on the drama, come on This is what you sound like when we're not speaking You push it 'till you push it away And your pissed when it's gone And insist on the drama, come on