Ghosts

Honey, you burnt the bacon
Loud sounds and it's time for waking
That's ok, I like it that way
Silly thing, you can't be late

I will smoke while I wait for the eggs
Make you scream when we're having breakfast
Sly remark, you make it cheesy
Don't you think this will be over easy

Hurry now, don't forget your coat
I still recall you believe in ghosts
If they're watching do you think they like this?
Two year old picture, how did you find this?

I still pretend you're beside me
Sun creeping in, the morning so blinding
I'll see you when you get back from work
You're healing now but your leg is still hurt

When the truth is this fun, why would you lie?
And what do you think you would see if you died?
When your religion is a hotel bar
And your church is getting high in your car

This feels too real, so don't try to fight it
You rolled it up, you know you have to light it
Silly thing, you're already late
Making off with someone else's faith