The bands are unplugging their keyboards,
My shoes are sticking to the dance-floor,
Talking to no-one on the cellphone,
It's exhausting trying to look interesting,
Stand outside freezing in my s** clothes,
But no ones picking up my signals,
Sitting alone in a McDonald's,
Spooning processed food into my chemical mouth.
And the ghosts like you,
And the ghosts like me,
And the lives we live,
That we don't believe,
And my hands remember,
What it's like to touch,
And I can't distinguish,
Between love and lust,
To see you, to see you again.
Cargo trains roll past the window,
Sun-bound, pointed to the sea,
I can't go home it's far too early,
But there's nothing here for me,
Locust women waiting for bodies,
Trying em on like different skins,
Who s**ed the romance out of living,
It used to be so promising.
And the ghosts like you,
And the ghosts like me,
And the lives we live,
That we don't believe,
And my hands remember,
What it's like to touch,
And I can't distinguish,
Between love and lust,
To see you, to see you again.
To see you, to see you again, oh,
Oh, You're not alone in this world,
Oh, You're not alone in this world,
Oh, You're not alone in this world.
Love is bursting through my veins,
Like fire in my veins,
Squeezing sadness from my eyes,
And my chemicals are firing just to see you,
To see you, again, again,
To see you, to see you, again,
Again, again, again, again.