(What the fuck?)

You got a Slurpee for free

I caught you lookin' at me in the 7-Eleven

Under fluorescent lights

We walked in comfy silence

Footsteps down familiar sidewalk

Knowing that we were here in our dreams last night

All my ghosts are with me

I know you feel them too

Ridin' shotgun next to your free Slurpee

They know all of my habits, but they don't know about you

I hope that's true

Mmm

Mmm, hmm

We made sangria and failed

I spilled mac and cheese on my pants

And thought about kissing you underneath kitchen lights

Oh, all my ghosts are with me

I know you feel them too

Oh, did you stand there while we were takin' shots of Brandy?

They know all of my habits, but they don't know about you

I hope that's true

I can see it now

The wedding of the year

I can see it now

He stands up there and wipes his tears

I can see it now

And all my ghosts disappear

I can see it crystal clear

You got a Slurpee for free

I caught you lookin' at me in the 7-Eleven

Under fluorescent lights

And all my ghosts were with me

I know you felt them too

Watchin' as I started to get dizzy

'Cause I hate all of my habits

But I happen to love you

I hope that's true

(Fuck you)

Hahahaha

(Fuck you)

Hahahaha