It happens all at once, it lasts a couple months

It happens all the time

I got a glimpse of your eyes today

It helps to ride the tide away

It happens in my mind

Did he want you, like I want to?

Was he at least worse, did you ask first?

Did he flirt more? Did he hurt more?

Did he fuck not gettin' a single more?

I know all the shitty songs I do

Will never lead me to your room

I know the dream is dead

And you'll never love me the most

Do you believe in ghosts?

Spectral ominous

My heart's doin' summersaults and back pole vaults

It's always been my fault to let me in

The taste of summer air

It's always something hiding there

Making it's way toward the coast

Do you believe in ghosts?