You're ripe with good intentions and you never meant to leave.
I handed you my secrets and you wore them on your sleeve.
Truth is I'm your stepping stone on your way to greater things.
Cuz there's a ghost in the radio that keeps it on repeat.
There's a demon in a bottle trying to drag me to my knees.
And I can't afford to fall apart every time we meet.
Oh, woah-oh, there's a ghost after me...
I got vengeance on my mind and anger in my chest.
All my skeletons have eyes and they're shaking their fists.
Truth is I'm done telling myself I'm a man without regrets...
Cuz there's a ghost in the radio that keeps it on repeat.
There's a demon in a bottle trying to drag me to my knees.
And I can't afford to fall apart every time we meet.
Oh, woah-oh, there's a ghost after me...
I got the devil on my tail, and his hounds have caught my scent.
And I begged the angel Gabriel for a quick and painless death.
Truth is I'll be running till the Good Lord takes me in.
Cuz there's a ghost in the radio that keeps it on repeat.
There's a demon in a bottle trying to drag me to my knees.
And I can't afford to fall apart every time we meet.
Oh, woah-oh, there's a ghost, there's a ghost in the radio that keeps it on repeat.
There's a demon in a bottle trying to drag me to my knees.
And I can't afford to fall apart every time we meet.
Oh, woah-oh, there's a ghost after me...