Ghost Video (MV)

I know a ghost
He's like the moon in the daytime
He drinks dark roast
And sits on the sidelines

But when he asked for extra foam, she batted her eyelashes
It's not his fault
She batted her eyelashes

I know a ghost
He's like the white water
Puts marmalade on his toast
And crushes on your daughter

But it's a tragic tale indeed, he'll never be a father
He cannot breathe, let alone call her

He may be dead
But he is damned and ever burdened with sensation
So he just sits kissing his cup wondering what it feels like for eyelashes to grace his cheek

I know a ghost
He's the only love I've ever known
Sometimes I swear
That he plays with my hair

For I wake up and it's tangled on nights that I sleep well
And he's got me to thinking that hatred is the real hell