I'm just a phantom in your room With no intent on leaving soon
And you're still not even sure just how I got here
Another ghost that's in your bed
That you wish you could leave for dead
Ain't no magic word can make me disappear
Now that room, it starts to dim
Set the mood for onset sin
And now we're passed out on the floor of your apartment
With every single warning sign
It passed you up and slipped you by
But we're all bound to end up back to where we started