Hunt the Haunted

She can taste the sorrow

And she can’t get enough

And she’s too scared to swallow

If she might fall in love

And if we look to tomorrow

And we know that these kids will follow

Where we go and these steps are hollow

She’s gonna haunt your home and break your bones

Never gonna leave your soul alone

Because the things you’ve got will leave you all

On your own, own

She’s gonna haunt your home

And break your bones

Because the things you’ve got will leave you all

On your own

And if he’s yesterdays model

And today we’ve seen enough

Then he’ll seduce the bottle

He thinks this could be love

We look to tomorrow and we know

That these kids will follow where we go

And these steps are hollow

She’s gonna haunt your home and break your bones

Never gonna leave your soul alone

Because the things you’ve got will leave you all

On your own, own

She’s gonna haunt your home

And break your bones

Because the things you’ve got will leave you all

On your own

When my body is cold, decorate me in gold

A wake’s a party - have a good time

When my body is cold, decorate me in gold

A wake’s a party - have a good time

When my body is cold, decorate me in gold

A wake’s a party - have a good time

When my body is cold, decorate me in gold

A wake’s a party - have a good, good

Haunt your home and break your bones

Never gonna leave your soul alone

Because the things you’ve got will leave you all

On your own, own

She’s gonna haunt your home

And break your bones

Because the things you’ve got will leave you all

On your own, own