there is a ghost living in my house

only comes out when you're not around

whispers your name and calls me out

there is a ghost living in this house

something hides in the shadows

won't come out in to the light

stop singing me sad songs

i need a new soundtrack 

there is a ghost living in my house

argentina in the summer

back to kentucky in the fall

just to get away from the spooks who linger 

this town is like a dead wind

blowing my mind tonight

I don't need your memory bringing me down.