Songs of the Broken

No Ghosts Here Tonight

There's a shadow in the hallwayand 

it's floatin' off the floor

Must be a lamp

or maybe I just didn't shut the door

The walls are kinda bleeding

but I swear it's just the paint

I'll grab a brush, slap on a coat

and fix it while I wait

The rattling chain

and the creaky stairs

Must be the neighbors

... upstairs ... somewhere?

A shimmer in the windowpane

No, I'm not haunted, I'm not insane

It's just a squeak, it's just a creak

A drafty house that's got a leak

So, haunt me, spook me, hiss and scream

There's no such thing as ghosts in here

Bloody Mary in the mirror? 

Nah, that's ketchup, I swear

I spilled some fries on Tuesday 

and forgot to clean up there

A book flew off the shelf

yeah, that's a little strange

But gravity's a tricky thing

it's bound to rearrange

The whispers from the closet? 

Probably the wind

Or maybe that's my phone

hang on, gotta check again

A shimmer in the windowpane

No, I'm not haunted, I'm not insane

It's just a squeak, it's just a creak

A drafty house that's got a leak

So, haunt me, spook me, hiss and scream

There's no such thing as ghosts in here

It's only my imagination

fogging up the glass

Just the tapping of some branches

or the floors just settling fast

And if that pale face 

stares at you when you turn out the light

Tell them, "Take a ticket, friend

no ghosts here tonight"

A shimmer in the windowpane

No, I'm not haunted, I'm not insane

It's just a squeak, it's just a creak

A drafty house that's got a leak

So, haunt me, spook me, hiss and scream

There's no such thing as ghosts in here