Ghost in the Room

There’s a ghost in this house, In every damn room

I know no one is there, But good lord I swear 

She looks just like you

She comes dancing in, Like you used to do

Wearing your favorite dress, putting me to the test

As I smell your perfume

Call me a priest, a preacher or two

Someone get holy water, A gallon will do

Alone in this house, and it feels more like a tomb

I don’t rest in peace, not knowing if she cares

Only dead thing about her, Is the love we once shared 

Her memory still haunts me, I can’t take this taunting 

There's a ghost in the room

Well, I walk down the halls

And see empty frames

Once filled with good times

That are now passed away

Her scents on my pillow But her heart didn’t stay

Skeleton’s in the closet, and if I’m being honest

I drove her away

Call me a priest, a preacher or two

Someone get holy water, A gallon will do

Alone in this house, and it feels more like a tomb

I don’t rest in peace, not knowing she cares

Only dead thing about her, Is the love we once shared 

Her memory still haunts me, I can’t take this taunting 

There's a ghost in the room

Call me a priest, a preacher or two

Someone get holy water, A gallon will do

Alone in this house, and it feels more like a tomb

I don’t rest in peace, not knowing if she cares

Only dead thing about her, Is the love we once shared

Her memory still haunts me, I can’t take this taunting

There's a ghost in the room

Her memory still haunts me, I can’t take this taunting 

There's a ghost in the room