Ghosts Lyrics

Ghosts try to talk me into waking up

They rise like steam from my coffee cup

Must mean it's Monday, I'm acting tough

Pretend the weekend was long enough

Ghosts try to talk me into shutting my mouth

Girl, you really think you're gonna make it now?

You're scared to death, can't even make a sound

You'll wait for Wednesday to come around

Ghosts try to talk me into giving up

I don't believe them, I know I'm stuck

Cause I'm bored to death when I'm writing for the man

I'll clock my hours, then I'll test my luck

Still, ghosts try to talk me into feeling old

My hips they lie and my wrinkles fold

But I won't be fooled by the art and copy

Gravity works against every body

Ghosts tried to talk me out of moving on

Live for the weekend, just have fun

I did, I tried, but I died too young

There's more to life than chasing the sun

Oh, Honey, I

You got crows feet, I grew bunions

You move slowly, I'm on the run

You rise early, I chase the sun

Let's start aging while we're still young

Turns out gray hairs have the most fun

Tell everyone