Infatuation With A Ghost - P.O.S

It’s one of these things where like, like it was supposed to work

Or you think it’s gonna work

Everything’s according to the fact that it’s definitely gonna work

And it’s like everything’s- everything’s good

And then it’s not good anymore, you know?

I see your face etched in stain glass, angelic

Meant that as measurement

Angelic, fuck you can’t spell it

Close to the heaven when coppin' that droppin flu

Particular like Bob Dylan’s talkin' crew

It’s all pros when shootin'

That’s your speech impediment

Talk in little circles, codes

Until you can gel it, and keep 'em distant

See, you collide with

People, places, villains, keep persistent

Gotta keep the curvage consistent

Got you sayin' smoking regrets

Clingin' to an empty lighter

Burn up all your cigarettes

The tar’ll stay inside your lungs

Pull tighter

It’s got me sickly, give me time, love, trust

And a bouquet and forgive me quickly

So I’m pullin' petals like

She loves me not, she loves me not

She loves me not enough to stop herself

We like it awkward hot

I’m thinkin' stop, thinkin' thoughts

Like this plot thickens (uh-huh)

When she drops a kiss, I pick it up

Like «Hey, I think you lost this, miss»

Got me wishin'

But to you, our silent speech was tongue n' cheek

Makin' true feelings hard to reach from toe n' cheek

From high intensity to barely touch, to barely speak

Speak, please speak, say somethin' monumental

Pretend you- Pretend your kindest words were accidental

Pretend I’m dead, I’ll do the same for you

Lets make a toast to us, infatuation with a ghost

So this is what you look like when you’re not lookin at me

You push it 'till you push it away

And your pissed when it’s gone

And insist on the drama, come on

This is what you sound like when we’re not speaking

You push it 'till you push it away

And your pissed when it’s gone

And insist on the drama, come on

This is what you look like when we’re not lookin at me

You push it 'till you push it away

And your pissed when it’s gone

And insist on the drama, come on

This is what you sound like when we’re not speaking

You push it 'till you push it away

And your pissed when it’s gone

And insist on the drama, come on