The Friendly Ghost Songtext
von Mury

It′s situations such as these
That I always seem to be so weak
And there's a way to which you speak
That just screams I′m something that you need

But I can't make you happy
And I'll never feel safe
You can have your story
And I can have my shame

You got me out of my clothes
Slipped me into a bottle
Left a head full of bobby pins
And my gut feels sick from the things we did
Got me out of my clothes
Slipped me into a bottle
Left a head full of bobby pins
And my gut feels sick from the things we did


Next to your fashion I feel old
But I′m more old-fashioned than you know
That I′m as strong as I seem to be
But I'm not the person that you think

And I can′t make you happy
And I'll never feel safe
You can have your story
And I can have my shame

You got me out of my clothes
Slipped me into a bottle
Left a head full of bobby pins
And my gut feels sick from the things we did
Got me out of my clothes
Slipped me into a bottle
Left a head full of bobby pins
And my gut feels sick from the things we did

Well I believe
One for chivalry
But there′ll be nothing gentle 'bout this
Well I believe
One for chivalry
But there′ll be nothing gentle 'bout this


Another day at the office
Another night at the meat market
Another day at the office
Another night (Another night)
Another night (Another night)
Another night at the meat market

You got me out of my clothes
Slipped me into a bottle
Left a head full of bobby pins
And my gut feels sick from the things we did
Got me out of my clothes
Slipped me into a bottle
Left a head full of bobby pins
And my gut feels sick from the things we did