[Verse 1]
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

[Pre-Chorus]
When my itch is fresh and oozing
Oh, I can sit around for hours in a daze

[Chorus]
Holy are ghosts and girls from high school
My phantom vibrations
And the sweet believing superstitious versions of myself
I never got to say goodbye
Never got to say goodbye, no

[Verse 2]
Oh, I like to watch you play
And dick around with your cameras, babe
Oh, like a song through the charts or the fat through your heart
I thought I was moving on up
Yeah, moving on up

[Pre-Chorus]
But my itch is fresh and oozing
Oh, I can sit around for hours in a daze
[Chorus]
Holy are ghosts and girls from high school
My phantom vibrations
And the sweet believing superstitious versions of myself
I never got to say goodbye
Never got to say goodbye, no
Holy are ghosts and girls from high school
My phantom vibrations
And the sweet believing superstitious versions of myself
I never got to say goodbye
Never got to say goodbye
Never got to say goodbye

[Outro]
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, yeah