Ghost in a Ditch

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==Lyrics==
This ghost lay in a ditch on ThursdayWhere I was meant to beI almost missed my death it's so goodNow he's decked in flowers for me
I hope she doesn't like meOr I'll still be standing more than likelyWhere he once stoodAnd that's not good
We pretend not to look at each otherBut he could see over his shoulderHe got me a time,He got that a time,Never a time again
I noticed the hair on her head that's not realNow I'm left with a dead and a naked ordealWhen all I want is down at the shore,Sitting in my car
And bitter sometimesBut the taste is sweetYour friends only like themselves in photographsI don't like them,I don't like you
We pretend not to care for anotherI stand on my feet when I hold herWe pretend not to look at the change,And for good I cry
So when the stars look bright above me,And in the streetlights I can't seeI walk on down to make a stand,Where he once stood
So now they lie there breast to breast and toe to toeAnd all I want is down at the shore,Sitting in my car
We end it, it's all over,She'll marry me but I'll hold herShe shoveled the dirt into my face,But I don't care
I love her
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