verse 1 *
If I pour my heart, my soul
It doesn?t mean my work will sell
But breakthroughs in modern science
Mean that I can keep quite well
Pre Chorus
When my itch is fresh and oozing
I can sit around for hours in a daze
Holy are ghosts and girls from high school
My phantom vibrations and the sweet believing
superstitious versions of myself
I never got to say good-bye, never got to say goodbye. No.
verse 2
I like to watch you play and dick around with your cameras babe
Like a song through the charts or the fat through your heart
I thought I was moving on up, hey movin on up.
Pre Chorus and Chorus
Holy are ghosts and girls from high school
My phantom vibrations and the sweet believing
superstitious versions of myself
I never got to say good-bye, never got to say goodbye,
never got to say goodbye.
Outtro
Bye bye, Bye bye, Bye Bye, Bye Bye. X2
Doh doo doo Oooh yeah X2