Ghost lay in a ditch on thursday where I was meant to be
I almost missed my death its so good now hes decked in flowers for me
I hope she doesnt like me or i'll soon be standing more than likely
where he once stood and thats no good
Ahaa
We pretend not to look at another but if he could see over her shoulder
He got me a time he got me that time never a time again
I look at the hair on her head thats not real now im left
with a dead and a naked ordeal when all i want is down at the shore
sitting in my car
And bitter sometimes but the taste is sweet your friends olny like
themselves in photographs i dont like them i dont like you
Ahaa We pretend not to look at each other
I stand on my feet when i wanna
We pretend not to look but for change and for good I cry
But when the stars look right above me and in the street lights i cant see
I walk on down to make a stand where he once stood
Now they lie there breast to breast and toe to toe
All I want is down at the shore sitting in my car
We ended its all over she'll marry me but i'll hold her
She'll shovel the dirt into my face I dont care i love her