Put your cigarette out, know I hate those
I hate how you left the bad taste in my mouth
I believed what I wanted to see in you
In us two now the truth's coming out
There's a ghost in my bed
Should've known what to expect
But you, you could tell me I'm different
If it ends the same, what's the difference?
Lie to me, make it seem better than it ever was
Oh-oh, I should really use my head
I should really use my head 'stead of thinking with my chest, yeah
Oh-oh, I was dying to connect
Gave me eightyfive percent, only eightyfive percent, yeah
Mm, woah-oh, yeah, yeah
We dive into things headfirst
Hoping for something more than we knew we could be
You didn't have any cruel intentions
I thought I mentioned I want more than you
There's a ghost in my bed
Guess it's nobody's fault in the end
You could lie to me, you could tell me I'm different
If it ends the same, what's the difference?
Lie to me, make it seem better than it ever was
Oh-oh, I should really use my head
I should really use my head 'stead of thinking with my chest, yeah
Oh-oh, I was dying to connect
Gave me eightyfive percent, only eightyfive percent, yeah
There's a ghost in my bed
Should've known what to expect
Oh-oh, I was dying to connect
Gave me eightyfive percent, only eightyfive percent, yeah
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Oh-oh, I should really use my head
I should really use my head 'stead of thinking with my chest, yeah
Oh-oh, I was dying to connect
Gave me eightyfive percent, only eightyfive percent, yeah