Ghost Of You

I did cocaine in Memphis, Tennessee

Underneath the ghost of Elvis Presley

And no, he didn't do a goddamn thing for me

Except make me wanna go and do more

It's a habit that I like to abuse

After a long, hard day of being misused

My socks are gone, somebody stole my shoes

And now my feet are cracked, and blistered, and sore

Grab me up another needle and spoon

I'll be there soon, up there with you (Ooh)

Tell me what you think I should do

Hard to think about when all I think about is you

She was the circumstance that I could not surpass

All my viable solutions must've truly sounded crass

When I stood up on my feet, I fell back down on my ass

Just to see I'm sick and twisted to the core

It's something that I don't know how to explain

How this parasite inside me's rearranging my entire brain

I swear sometimes I feel as though I'm going insane

And I see I really only want it more

Looks like I've dug this hole I'm in too soon

I ain't got no moon to light this road that I've been traveling blue

I've been stuck here with these folks that I knew

Who left their ghosts behind to show me

How to smile when I'm thinking of you

And with these ghosts of you

Yeah, with these ghosts of you