Living With Ghosts

She slid in my texts late one night And we started chatting About films and bands and all sorts of stuff And on whose side we're batting I've heard several versions I'm not sure who I'm believing But we trusted each other, and then it stopped That's what's really galling Living with ghosts Living with ghosts I'll never get used to Living with ghosts He made up himself for you to like But still you found him wanting Now there's two blue ticks for three whole months Nearly declared him missing And he called you again and he tried to explain Now you've seen that he's lying I won't say I told you so But we know what I'm thinking Living with ghosts Living with ghosts I'll never get used to Living with ghosts Last Christmas at the pub Wasn't very merry All on one table, I'd rather have not For that I'm truly sorry I asked mutual friends if it's something I said And they've said not to worry But if it's something I said or something did, I'm sorry. Really I'm sorry. Living with ghosts Living with ghosts I'll never get used to Living with ghosts