Bright eyes this morning
The sun came up too late
Cold cup of coffee,
reminds me I'm too late
It doesn't help that winter,
she takes her sweet time
Drop the anchor,
to keep you on the line

For the ghost that's living in my home
The name at the end of the dial tone
Move out west just to save some face
Think about this place

And now I have to wonder,
how it's gonna be
And will it make you happy,
living without me

For the ghost that's living in my home
The name at the end of the dial tone
For the hair at the bottom of the shower drain
Nothing left to say

For the ghost that's living in my home
The name at the end of the dial tone
For the rebound wreck who will take your
place and the mess you've made

You wear me out
You turn me down
You wear me out
You turn me down
Run out on me
and find something else
(Don't you) come back around
I'll turn you down
I'll wear you out
I'll turn you down
Get off on me when there's no one else
Wait and see
You'll come back to me
I'll turn you down