New Girl, Old Ghosts (Dorm Demo)

My babe, replaced me with a new girl I see Her in The mirror, not out of jealousy but rather similarity Oh, does she know That when he braids her hair she looks just like me, his last lady? Or why the corn don't grow In the garden, she'll dig and find teeth not seeds 'Cause that's where I sleep She don't know Why he's got so many old ghosts My babe's got her pruning in the garden now, poppies She scrapes the dirt from The souls in her boots, the buried bodies He never means it when he says he's sorry When he finally blows I pray she won't forgive easily like me, that she can gnash her teeth So she can throw What's left of him upon his pile of dirty laundry As she wipes herself clean After this new girl, there will be no more Old ghosts He taunts my spirit every day with his new, new girl Does she know that he too was once my world? Just as well-behaved with my lamb-like grace Belly-up in the beast that I thought I could tame I wanna raise the dead just to play with his head It's a shame that he'd make her clean his mess up instead I wanna set her free, and say she's not alone When her peripherals make him a devil But I'm just an old ghost