Trapped inside a skull-sized kingdom tonight
The rot of rain in my nose
And I can see her ribs when she’s sending me shower pics
The yellows of the dusty rings around her eyes
Hospitable host, my maid
The historian of my better days
The life that came before
And now my heart’s in the tombs from what might come next
Don’t want to go the Louvre just to sit on the steps
And chase the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
It was a COVID-era fling, should’ve lasted a year
Cut to half a decade later and we’re still here
Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
Call me when your arms are finally open again
When you’re hot and feeling bored
I’ll waste our time, a blind man leading the blind
In peace and off to war
And I still wanna watch you do your lips, float above your house
What’s it mean to teach your man to fish? I’m still finding out
Throw me over handlebars, slowly taking off your blouse
There’s an evening for ya
And now my heart’s in the tombs from what might come next
Don’t want to go the Louvre just to sit on the steps
And chase the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
It was a COVID-era fling, should’ve lasted a year
Cut to half a decade later and we’re still here
Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah