I've held a ghost And it slipped through my fingertips I've lost all hope I want nothing to do with this If we don't leave We will burn with this town If everything was everything I would never have to worry about anything I've held a ghost And it slipped through my fingertips "And I worry about you" "And I worry about you" "I don't know why you're doing it" "But it's not good and it's not healthy- it's not right" "Not that I'm saying you don't have it together, I'm sure you do" "You're a genius, you really are. You're a genius" "I know"