The Ghost Of Another Man

He's living in that big old house
 That he knows was built by me
 He's playing with the baby that belongs to her and me
 At night he loves a woman that was held by these two hands
 It must be a living hell to live with the ghost of another man
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 My name is in the sidewalk out by the patio
 He can't help but see what's still there of me everywhere he goes
 He gladly walked through hell and back to forget what he can't stand
 It must be a living hell to live with the ghost of another man
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 Surely I must haunt him when they turn out the lights
 I'm right there in the bedroom, with him and her each night
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 And he wonders if he just loved her
 Oh as good as I loved her then
 It must be a living hell to live with the ghost of another man
 Oh it must be a living hell to live with the ghost of another man