I know if I'm haunting you You must be haunting me You must be onto me (on to you, I'm on to you) What goes up, ghost around Ghost around It's where we go It's where we'll be On to you, you must be on to me

I'm sorry that your dad's dead I hope you amend it I think I've lost a lot of my friends Through belief that I'm an instrument And fuck me if you must then Treat me like an old friend I can't exist within my own head So I insist on haunting your bed If