This town has more ghost per square foot than I can remember
And these ghosts are all waiting for me
To give up and give in, realize I’m just like them
Nor visible or audible, I’m miserable and alone

And as I roam these streets 
Lit only by the flashing lights meant to alert the weak
That their angel [bad word] to pass them on 
But I’m no angel
I’m just a ghost

So let the sirens blare
Cuz death is in the air
This town’s a graveyard 
Of talent and broken dreams
And all I ever see
Is life in black and white
I just wish I knew someone
Who is grey like me

This town is home to many angels who are unlike me
Who found their place, found their purpose or just stopped caring
And year after year the fewer ghosts I see
I gets me thinking that the only ghost is me

As I ride in this transport vessel 
For those about to be deceased
I oh I try to save them 
But there’ll be no miracles from me.

Because I’m only here to bare witness 
To the end of all things
And I won’t try to stop him 
Or try to save you
Cuz my life means nothing
this town has more ghost per square foot than I can remember
And these ghosts are all waiting for me
To give up and give in, realize I’m just like them
But I’m not like them, no I’m not like them.