all my ghosts

(What the fuck?) You got a Slurpee for free I caught you lookin' at me in the 7-Eleven Under fluorescent lights We walked in comfy silence Footsteps down familiar sidewalk Knowing that we were here in our dreams last night All my ghosts are with me I know you feel them too Ridin' shotgun next to your free Slurpee They know all of my habits, but they don't know about you I hope that's true Mmm Mmm, hmm We made sangria and failed I spilled mac and cheese on my pants And thought about kissing you underneath kitchen lights Oh, all my ghosts are with me I know you feel them too Oh, did you stand there while we were takin' shots of Brandy? They know all of my habits, but they don't know about you I hope that's true I can see it now The wedding of the year I can see it now He stands up there and wipes his tears I can see it now And all my ghosts disappear I can see it crystal clear You got a Slurpee for free I caught you lookin' at me in the 7-Eleven Under fluorescent lights And all my ghosts were with me I know you felt them too Watchin' as I started to get dizzy 'Cause I hate all my habits But I happen to love you I hope that's true (Fuck yeah) (Fuck yeah)