If I ball my heart, my soul It doesn't mean my work will sell But breakthroughs in modern science Means that I can keep quite well [Pre-Hook:] When my itch is fresh and oozing Oh I can sit around for hours in a day [Hook:] Holy are ghosts, and girls from high school My phantom vibrations And the sweet believing superstitious Versions of myself I never got to say goodbye Never got to say goodbye I like to watch you play And dick around with your cameras babe Like a song through the charts Or the fat through your heart, thought I was moving on up [Pre-Hook] [Hook] Bye bye [x8] [harmonizing] Yeah