Hold out your hand
Paper thin believer
Whispered my name
Lilywhite, ready to go
Ready to go
Drawn in the sand
Losing all my reasons
She's on my lips
Lilywhite ready to blow
Ready to blow
And there's a ghost in my pocket
I can use it on the weekend
Thought I could drop it
But it's pulling at my loose ends
She's coming in mixed on the receiver
I lost my nerve
Lilywhite, I let it go, oh
Yeah, I let it go
And there's a ghost in my pocket
I can use it on the weekend
Thought I could drop it
But it's pulling at my loose ends
Well there's a line in my locket
It gets heavy on the deep end
I hate the taste
But I love the way it sinks in
I wish you had told me
I wish you had told me
I wish you had told me
I wish you had told me, told me, oh
And there's a ghost in my pocket
I can use it on the weekend
Thought I could drop it
But it's pulling at my loose ends
Well, there's a line in my locket
It gets heavy on the deep end
I hate the taste
But I love the way it sinks in
Hold out your hand
Paper thin believer
Whispered my name,
Lilywhite ready to go

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