Ghost Of Us

On a Friday, yeah (T-T-Tyler might of did somethin') Too late, I'm gone Peace signs to the ghost of us Eighteen hundred Pour one as a toast to us And I don't wanna be saved I'm better this way I'm better off, alone Too late, I'm gone Now it's just the ghost of us Shot through the heart Hundred proof, for the dart Got some bruises and scars, you can see 'em on my body Borrowed the whip Now you crashed it for shit That's a good metaphor, for the way you used to love me Oh, oh, oh Well, baby, that's the way it go You fall in love, and it die slow Die slow, die slow oh, oh Too late, I'm gonе Peace signs to the ghost of us Eighteen hundrеd Pour one as a toast to us And I don't wanna be saved I'm better this way I'm better off, alone Too late, I'm gone Now it's just the ghost of us Voice in the hallway Phantom in the driveway Spirit in the black car Thought that you could haunt me Looking in the mirror Look at what I bought me Spend about a hundred Look at what you caused me Oh, oh, oh Well, baby, that's the way it go You fall in love, and it die slow Die slow, die slow, oh Too late, I'm gone Peace signs to the ghost of us Eighteen hundred Pour one as a toast to us And I don't wanna be saved I'm better this way I'm better off, alone Too late, I'm gone Now it's just the ghost of us