It was a handshake, it was a business break We called it like it was Should have been quick and clean, I was a bad machine And I didn't mean to fall in love It started simple, you came around I was looking for trouble when my old man was out of town Couldn't put down the bottle, couldn't put down the pen Writing lines together in that old leather book again But I know something you don't anymore Yeah I know something you don't anymore Lightly baby, idly plagues you My ghost Flying lazy past you baby My ghost I took their magick and then I took their bands Couldn't get ahead kept trying to turn into a man But then I turned all the living rooms To floating golden white saloons Rolled it up, and sold it back to them Now I grow breaking up fast through your floor My vines grow everywhere you don't go Lightly baby, idly plagues you My ghost Flying lazy past you baby My ghost