It's just me and your ghost
And this cripplin' depression
I thought I learned my lesson
But, I threw out my phone
And I burned all your clothes
It's just me and your ghost
I got four red bottoms up in flames
I burned three Chanel dresses, three words
And it's hard not to drink
when it's the one thing I think about
It's a lot of spiders in the attic,
I don't mean to be dramatic
But I think it's kinda tragic
who we magically became now
It's just me and your ghost
And this cripplin' depression
I thought I learned my lesson
But, I threw out my phone
And I burned all your clothes
It's just me and your ghost
with all these pictures on my iphone
Even all them videos only you and I know
You never cared about me,
you just care about the likes though
you should see my fuckin' eye roll
with the homies that we both know
with any places that we used to go
is just the memories of us, though
Burn it all down to the ground with your ghost
It's just me and your ghost
And this cripplin' depression
I thought I learned my lesson
But, I threw out my phone
And I burned all your clothes
It's just me and your ghost
I wish I could take back summer nights
Leave the memories out to dry
Delete forever, no archive
Take the words you said to me
Hold on to them intentionally
I'ma set fire to the one thing I loved the most
Burn it all to the ground with your ghost
It's just me and your ghost
And this cripplin' depression
I thought I learned my lesson
But, I threw out my phone
And I burned all your clothes
It's just me and your ghost
