Ghosts

I've come to believe in ghosts I've got all the faith I trust that they know better than us What to do with this place They don't need to want They don't want to need They don't gotta pay no bills Break no bones, hell Don't got blood to bleed They don't lose no teeth Don't got tears to cry Over-achieving ghosts Took care of the hardest part first Now they don't even have to die But I think we're doing okay I'd rather have a broken heart still beating Than one doing A-okay in a grave And on my dying day I'll look back on the words I used to say I've come to believe in ghosts They don't need careers Don't gotta set an alarm To roll out of bed at 7am For the next thirty-some-odd years And ghosts, they don't feel no pain Don't got dishes to do, laundry to fold Don't even catch cold going out in the rain But ghosts don't always win How much you wanna bet Those sheets with eyes must miss The sunbeams on their skin And ghosts, sometimes they lose So just remember that Chances are slim you're coming across A ghost with good reviews So I think we're doing okay I'd rather have a broken heart still beating Than one doing A-okay in a grave And on my dying day I'll look back on the words I used to say I've come to believe in us For what it's worth I can't say I haven't seen Good lovin' on this earth Sometimes we're weak And that's understood But at the end of the day I like to think we're doing pretty good I think we're doing okay I'd rather have a broken heart still beating Than one doing A-okay in a grave And on my dying day I'll look back on the words I used to say