Ghost Story

Young girl

Why you cryin'

Sit me down

Comfort my aches and pains

Wipe your tears

And breathe

Breathe the air you were made to breatheWhen your world's a ghost story

And your heart's made of ashes

Your eyes, a shade of black

You don't know where the nightmares begin

And where the daydreams endHey girl

Sit up straight

You can't be late

For this life

You were given

Throw the blades down

To your surprise things just got better'Cause when your world's a ghost story

And your heart's made of ashes

Your eyes, a shade of black

You don't know where the nightmares begin

And where the daydreams end