Trust the Ghost

I'm all alone in a bathroom stall
Looking at the corner and writing on the wall tonight
I've heard love is ready to kill and
If you don't do what it won't it will alright

I trust the ghost at the foot of my bed
Spirit told me what he said

You're alright, matter fact your fine
Gonna make you a friend of mine

Looking for healing in a book of poems
And everybody knows that I've got no home again
Christmas came in Christmas went
But I don't really know where my money got spent

I trust the ghost at the foot of my bed
Spirit told me what he said

You're alright, matter fact your fine
Gonna make you a friend of mine

Trying to write something that funky and clean
But I never really know just what I mean
I want words with claws and teeth
And a little bit of truth flowing underneath

I trust the ghost at the foot of my bed
Spirit told me what he said

You're alright, matter fact your fine
Gonna make you a friend of mine

I trust the ghost at the foot of my bed
Spirit told me what he said

You're alright, matter fact your fine
Gonna make you a friend of mine