Come on, give up, and settle down
Every stone is a boulder
Digging out graves in your hometown
is just a part of getting older
The ghost of your love, it speaks in tongues
and sleeps on the floor in my bedroom
Everybody wants a voice in this town
I want you to know that I hear you
I found a cause laying in the garage,
you lost it somewhere in between
the thoughts in your head
Could you not find a pen?
Oh, to think you were just seventeen
And now I'm alone in a room full of ghosts
that never remember my name
and when you're asleep, sometimes I think
that you and the ghosts look the same