people ask how i've been doin since i lost you
i say "i'm fine."
i just say that i still feel like, oh, you're with me
they smile, i speak
they don't know what i got waitin' when i get home
it's such a shame
and every time i hear the doorbell ring itself, i get so excited yeah!

i feel numb as i sprawl my body across my bed
the shades are closed
half-asleep and half-scared to death, you know i hate ghosts
except for you!
and as i feel invisible [bad word]  up and down my spine
i call your name

and everytime i see the lights turning on and off, i can feel the [bad word] to my skin

people ask how i've been doin since i lost you
i say "i'm fine."
and as a matter of fact, yeah, we get along better since you died
i smile, they don't
they don't know what i've got waitin' when i get home
it is such a shame

and every time invisible laughter is in my ear, i can hardly keep my hands off myself