Faithless Ghost

I seen your face before When I was waxin' the kitchen floor Your features carved in the faux marble linoleum Cicadas dronin' in the midsummer's lonely hum, ba-ba-ba-ba On this day, 20 years before I heard the slammin' of the back screen door I thought I was accustomed to big surprises Until I met your faithless ghost She takes a silver comb from her hair Falls over her shoulders bare Floatin' from room to room And I was to be her groom Oh, it ain't fair Oh, my sweet entity Why don't you come to visit me? Instead, you taunt me Listen, I want you to haunt me (ba-ba-ba-ba) In this, our shared history Who gets to use the apostrophe? Back door, kitchen floor, vapor rises Yeah, she's a faithless ghost Lord, she's my faithless ghost Na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na She takes a silver comb from her hair Falls over her shoulders bare She's floatin' from room to room And I was to be her groom Oh, it ain't fair Your worldly possessions don't mean a thing to me Only thing left within is sanctity Back door, kitchen floor, vapor rises I thought I was accustomed to big surprises Back door, kitchen floor, vapor rises Yeah, she's a faithless ghost Mm, she's my faithless ghost Yeah, she is my faithless I seen your face before