I'm a ghost, and i wanted you to know
That it's taking all my strength to make this toast
I'm a ghost and i want you to come close
Cause i don't want you to miss me and this quote
I'm a ghost - i'm no one of any note
Sure, your mind was made up long before i spoke
But i'm a ghost - one of an unholy host,
Made invisible and mute, but with sore throats
Look - you can't make a sound from
Six feet under ground
Now you'll say you disagree, keep my statistic around
But if it looks like a dog and it smells like a dog,
Well then it probably is, so let's just give it a walk
I'm a ghost - so it don't matter what i know,
And you wont mind if i don't speak "comme il faut,"
But you've been caught "in flagrante delicto,"
And the ghosts are lining up outside your door
Because you can't make a sound from six feet under ground
Now you'll say you disagree,
But come on - look what we've found:
If i can talk 'til im dead and still not get in your head,
Well then it's probably true, so let's put this idea to bed
Why did you not talk to me?
You said you would talk to me
You can never talk to me again
There's no more tale to recound and no more truth to renounce,
And no more finding me here,
If e'er you do come around
See, they have lowered me down,
Put me back deep underground
I'm on my side in the earth "where there's no rebirth'
Why did you not come to me?
You said you would come to me
You could always come to be back then
Why did you not talk to me?
You said you would talk to me
You can never talk to me again