*Intro

Buried desires run so deep

Nothing but hunger, nothing but heat

Help me stop dreaming your destruction

Help me taste, help me taste

This is not symbolism

This is real, this is real

*Chorus

More of a ghost than my own ghosts

Here I am, here I am

Stray voltage climbing up my thighs

While I bend, while I bend

A touch from you is what I crave

Even in these silent ghost days

*Verse 1

Pressed buttercups between my thighs

I know you're here, I feel you near

They call me sentimental, right?

So love is a luxury I claim

Bare hands touching in the dark

You join me here it's what I want

*Pre-Chorus

Oh your words come a little too late

You know your love is already sweet

Please baby hush, be close to me

Feel me breathe, feel me breathe

*Chorus

More of a ghost than my own ghosts

Here I am, here I am

Stray voltage climbing up my thighs

While I bend, while I bend

A touch from you is what I crave

Even in these silent ghost days

*Verse 2

Your words melting on my tongue

Your kiss devours every song

Your hand soft against my throat

Mouth to want where I belong

Exit signs lead to your bed

Your hands pull me close instead

*Pre-Chorus

Oh your words come a little too late

You know your love is already sweet

Please baby hush, be close to me

Feel me breathe, feel me breathe

*Chorus

More of a ghost than my own ghosts

Here I am, here I am

Stray voltage climbing up my thighs

While I bend, while I bend

A touch from you is what I crave

Even in these silent ghost days

*Verse 3

Songs that dying lovers sing

At junctures we can't volunteer

Walking naked, maybe falling

Collapsing into you, my dear

I won't tear back any curtains

Love's across my burning skin

*Bridge

Buried desires run so deep

Nothing but hunger, nothing but heat

Help me stop dreaming your destruction

Help me taste, help me taste

This is not symbolism

This is real, this is real

*Chorus

More of a ghost than my own ghosts

Here I am, here I am

Stray voltage climbing up my thighs

While I bend, while I bend

A touch from you is what I crave

Even in these silent ghost days

*Outro

I'm not looking anymore

(Ghost days, ghost days)

I know what waits behind your door

(Ghost days, ghost days)

More of a ghost than my own ghosts

(Here I am, here I am)

A touch from you is what I crave

Even in these silent ghost days

(Ghost days, ghost days)