Something is in the air, it's in the water
I don't know what to say or what to mumble
Or how to swallow
Whether to let go, cause
Everytime I look into the room I expect to see you
Staring out the window at nothing
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This building needs a ghost and you can't be it
I'm right here, slapping every virus off your spine
We're not even as old as our new home
Sitting, on a porch built in 1959
I am a tissue box left on the coffee table
Pull out all my insides
I'll make you feel much better
I'll make you feel
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Discard the cardboard
On the way home from the grocery store
Did I leave you wanting more?
When I kissed you on the living room floor?
Did I leave you wanting more?
I can make you feel
I can make you feel much better
I'll make you
This building needs a ghost and you can't be it
At least not yet
I'm right here to slap another virus off your spine
I can't make you do that
Sit with me on a porch built in 1953, put your feet up
Sing ‘90s pop songs, talking on the long walk home
To make banana bread
I can't make you do that
I can't make you do anything at all
I can't make you do that
I can't make you