these ghosts from summer '23 by the boyfriend

Oh, don't look up, stranger
You look just like him
That smirk, it could be fatal
Again

Sleep away the tired
Wake away the dream
That laugh sounds just like his does
I leave

Go easy now
Go easy, lover
Go easy on my heart

Cause these ghosts, they weigh
they weigh me down, so loud
They sing so loud - I just can't tune them out
They look like you, the awful truth
They look like you

Writing a love song
I can't seem to do
So these tired bones, they must attune
Oh

Burdened by the strangers
Who loved me when I'm wrong
I hear them when I'm hungry
Not strong

Lonely at the bottom
Lonely at the top
The train that runs between them
Won't stop

Go easy now
Go easy, lover
Go easy on my heart

Cause these ghosts, they weigh
They weigh me down, so loud
They sing so loud - I just can't tune them out
They look like you, the awful truth
They look like you

Writing a love song
I can't seem to do
So these tired bones, they must attune
Oh

I can't help but wonder
If I might recover you

Cause these ghosts, they weigh
They weigh me down, so loud
They sing so loud - I just can't tune them out
They look like you, the awful truth
They look like you

Writing a love song
I can't seem to do
So these tired bones, they must attune
Oh

• Commercial Pop
• Electro Pop
• Indie Pop
• Pop
• Retro Pop
• Los Angeles