It was a handshake, it was a business break

We called it like it was

Should have been quick and clean, I was a bad machine

And I didn't mean to fall in love

It started simple, you came around

I was looking for trouble when my old man was out of town

Couldn't put down the bottle, couldn't put down the pen

Writing lines together in that old leather book again

But I know something you don't anymore

Yeah I know something you don't anymore

Lightly baby, idly plagues you

My ghost

Flying lazy past you baby

My ghost

I took their magick and then I took their bands

Couldn't get ahead kept trying to turn into a man

But then I turned all the living rooms

To floating golden white saloons

Rolled it up, and sold it back to them

Now I grow breaking up fast through your floor

My vines grow everywhere you don't go

Lightly baby, idly plagues you

My ghost

Flying lazy past you baby

My ghost