beware the ghost that keeps on coming back   she brings all her clothes and leaves all her artifacts   no where does it say that i must be different than all my friends back home   don’t leave the girl misplacing trust in stages   she’s had her time and she’s burned her pretty pages   no where does it say that i must be faithful like all my friends back home    she’s on the walls, she’s biding time, she’ll learn to live, while you slowly die    no where does it say that i must be lonely like all my friends who think that they can.... just get on by   who are you now?