LRC歌词
if you were a ghost
if you were a ghost
making a home of my living room
think i’d pretend not to know
and just let you do your thing
moving the furniture
thank god for whatever
curse that you bring
you can haunt me
i’ll make it easy
i just want some
company
if you crept into my skull
and trod over scars and tissue
i’d patched up since you
had gone
I’d scream I’d shout
then let you put a fist in my mouth
oh rest your pretty head
i’ll make the bed once more
go on taunt me
i’ll make it easy
i just want some company
and i know
i know you’re not a friend
you’re a cruel inhabitant
rattling around my head
i know you’re not a friend
you’re a stranger in my bed
but god only knows that if
you were a ghost
making a home of my living room
think i’d pretend not to know
if you were a ghost
making a home of my living room
think i’d pretend not to know
and just let you do your thing
moving the furniture
thank god for whatever
curse that you bring
you can haunt me
i’ll make it easy
i just want some
company
if you crept into my skull
and trod over scars and tissue
i’d patched up since you
had gone
I’d scream I’d shout
then let you put a fist in my mouth
oh rest your pretty head
i’ll make the bed once more
go on taunt me
i’ll make it easy
i just want some company
and i know
i know you’re not a friend
you’re a cruel inhabitant
rattling around my head
i know you’re not a friend
you’re a stranger in my bed
but god only knows that if
you were a ghost
making a home of my living room
think i’d pretend not to know
文本歌词
if you were a ghostif you were a ghostmaking a home of my living roomthink i’d pretend not to knowand just let you do your thingmoving the furniturethank god for whatevercurse that you bringyou can haunt mei’ll make it easyi just want somecompanyif you crept into my skulland trod over scars and tissuei’d patched up since youhad goneI’d scream I’d shoutthen let you put a fist in my mouthoh rest your pretty headi’ll make the bed once morego on taunt mei’ll make it easyi just want some companyand i knowi know you’re not a friendyou’re a cruel inhabitantrattling around my headi know you’re not a friendyou’re a stranger in my bedbut god only knows that ifyou were a ghostmaking a home of my living roomthink i’d pretend not to know
