This house is empty that gather bad
And i know strangers [bad word] here
This sign outsige on the broken gate: says go away

Then this ringlet in these walls
And no one answers no one calls
I'm waiting hear refuse a fall - afterall
 [bad word] 
I've been lying to myself 
Crying up the hill
No one can hear the knock
That fever of two birds
Baby you turned in my heart 
In to this Ghost Town

I scared the ashses on my bra 
And no place [bad word] no way to hide
There is no shelter and i feel
Feel that you

This place is full of fear
I don't like it here
I wish i could tear it done
I've been fighting to survive
Felling, have a life in my heart
It's a Ghost Town

I've been lying to myself 
Crying up the hill
No one can hear the knock
That fever of two birds
Baby you turned in my heart 
In to this Ghost Town