I feel you in the air.
I feel you in my hair.
Creeping around, smiling but I feel your frown.
Turn out the light.
Say your name three times.
That's when you'll appear behind me.
You've got all these skeletons in your closet.
I don't know why, but I feel like I've lost it.
You're my haunted house.
Never know what ghost will come out.
The hairs on the back of my neck are sticking up. (Up Up Up)
You're like a psychopath.
You've always got a knife behind your back, and I don't know if I can outrun you.
But I just don't know, if I want to.
You've got all your eyes on me
When I'm walking down the street.
I'm looking over my shoulder.
The weather's getting colder
Just like you.
And I don't feel the same way,
That I used to.
You're my haunted house.
Never know what ghost will come out.
The hairs on the back of my neck are sticking up. (Up Up Up)
You're like a psychopath.
You've always got a knife behind your back, and I don't know if I can outrun you.
But I just don't know, if I want to.