dancing drapes on the windowsill and a creak in the floor is giving me chills
a face in the mirror moaning in my dreams there's shivers in the air hear them ball and chains oh, i can still feel her ghost
oh no, oh no she won't go she won't go
a chandelier falls, nobody in sight and my cobweb heart's attracting the flies under my bed, a pair of pale white feet a floating mirage, two holes in the sheet and oh, i can still feel her ghost
oh no, oh no she won't go she won't go yeah
oh no, oh no she won't go she won't go
the door opens, reveals an empty frame and a fog sets in over her grave candle flickers, furniture upheaves these phantom whispers never let me sleep and oh, i can still feel her ghost