Girls From High School

If I pour my heart, my soul

It doesn't mean my work will sell

But breakthroughs in modern science

Mean that I can keep quite well

When my itch is fresh and oozing

I can sit around for hours in a daze

Holy are ghosts and girls from high school

My phantom vibrations and the sweet believing

Superstitious versions of myself

I never got to say good-bye, never got to say goodbye. No

I like to watch you play and dick around with your cameras babe

Like a song through the charts or the fat through your heart

I thought I was moving on up, hey movin on up

Holy are ghosts and girls from high school

My phantom vibrations and the sweet believing

Superstitious versions of myself

I never got to say good-bye, never got to say goodbye,

Never got to say goodbye

Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye