There's a haunt in my house It's a big old house And it breathes like I breathe And it lives like I live But I won Yet I won the good fight against my own demons But the fact still remains There's something wrong with this place There's a bridge that we all know And with a cross overhead, you know nobody grows cold And it breathes like I breathe But I won the good fight when it reached out to me But the fact still remains There's something wrong with that place You can run but you can't hide