Holy ghosts and talk show hosts
Tell the story well
Tell the story well
This time
I'm just too lazy to finish my thoughts
So I close my eyes
So I don't have to watch
Myself slip away
It's like a day dream
I can't complain
I lose my mind on an airplane
Spread my ashes in the nearest town
On the windiest day
They won't hit the ground
I finished last on the coldest day
I break my heart every single day
Holy ghosts and talk show hosts
Tell the stories well
I can't complain