Texty: Sullivan. Hey, I'm A Ghost. Insurance For The Weak.

What would you do if you not welcome in this place,
make the girl run passed the door, so we can take it on your face,
you were scared before, and now your not alone,
there is something growing inside you that you can't take home,

your so sad, so sure,
what you had, before,
he took it all away,

so long desperate for hours,
and so wrong, rationality,
what you want from me, you could never keep,
your not welcome in this small place anymore,
well are you sure,

what were your plans before now,
what's in it for you, if he's in it for nothing
what you need from me is a little sympathy,
to get you off, to get you off your knees,

your so sad,
so sure,
what you had before,
he took it all away,

so long desperate for hours,
and so wrong, rationality,
what you want from me, you could never keep,
your not welcome in this small place anymore,

and i'm sad to report,
to do what he believes,
and i'm used to give the gifts that make you bleed,
throw it all away, where you'll bleed by a change of clothes,
we already know, we already know,

so long desperate for hours,
your so wrong, so wrong,
so long desperate for hours,
and so wrong, rationality,
what you want from me, you could never keep,
your not welcome in this small place anymore,

(Thanks to Hunter for these lyrics)