Ghosts, Pt. II

Should've I kissed you in the garden that day in May
Instead of flirting with your sister down at the capitol grounds
Talking about my faith
Now there's ghosts on the first date
Ghosts in my lamp shade
Ghosts in my sheets
All acting like they love me but they're not into me

But you can't touch my arm and tell me it means nothing
Or look in my eyes for two straight hours
And act like you didn't fall in love
If a ghost is invisible why are you all over my room
If a ghost is invisible why are you all over my room

Should've I texted you back a little quicker
Back a little quicker than I did
Instead of looking in the mirror trying to find myself
When anybody else would've found you were leading me on
Now I'm refreshing my phone screen
Looking through your stories
Crying in my milk
Wishing I could go back and play a little harder to get now

Please don't touch my arm and tell me it means nothing
Or look in my eyes for two straight hours
And act like you didn't fall in love
If a ghost is invisible why are you all over my room
If a ghost is invisible why are you all over my room

Well you call me back about four months later
I let it ring three times
And I picked up said I didn't know who you were
As if I didn't from the accent in your voice
And in a way I guess I wasn't half wrong
Cause I made you something that you never were
The One - I painted you an angel in my journal

But then you touch my arm and tell me it means nothing
And look in my eyes for two straight hours
And act like you didn't fall in love
If a ghost is invisible why are you all over my room
If a ghost is invisible why are you all over my room