I can hear the car as it rumbles up the driveway
But I'm to scared to look, so I curl up beneath the window
And I pray the won't find me, and I pray that I'll keep still
I see your face in the glass, with branches growing from your mouth
You wear the moon like a halo; you wear the night like it's your coat
And you're always laughing, but you always look afraid
I think we're haunted
Hands against my eyes
I hear you crying in your sleep
I think we're haunted
(clouds are coming down the chimney)
That we're never alone
(the trees are growing through the living room)
I think we're haunted
(the moon is stuck in the ceiling)
That we're swimming through ghosts
(the rain is pouring on the dining room table)
I think we're haunted
(the vines are growing up and down the walls)
That we're never alone
(the water's flooding on the kitchen floor)
I think we're haunted
(the woods are taking it back
We've overstayed our welcome
It's time that we were gone)