Write a note on the back of your hand Ease your soul, you can understand Take good pride in what you had The day is done, the day is gone Again
I'll be waiting up at midnight When you feel It's the ghost you made of me It's the ghost you made of me It's the ghost you made of me
Blackened sky is closing in Concrete walls sit still and the autumn's been Cool breeze, and the cocktails fight This bitter taste, this bitter waste of mine
I'll be waiting up at midnight When you feel It's the ghost you made of me It's the ghost you made of me It's the ghost you made of me It's the ghost you made of me It's the ghost you made of me It's the ghost you made of me