Tracey laughs at David's questions
As if she hasn't got a care
The cla**room clowns
Are getting bolder by the minute
You just wish that you weren't there
The boy whose mother slipped and died
Who at the funeral never cried
While all the people all around
Made him feel more lost than found
Jill is sitting by the window
The sunlight shifts across her hair
While all the people all around
Find themselves and settle down
The schoolyard ghosts that haunt your dreams
Hold you back and make you feel unclean
You and Jules down vodka shots
To hide the feelings that you've got
You love her eyes, you love her mouth
You love her put on Rock-chick pout
With all the voices telling you
There's nothing good that you can do
The schoolyard ghosts that haunt your dreams
Hold you back and make you feel unclean