all my ghosts

The fuck?
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You got a Slurpee for free
I caught you lookin' at me
In the 7-eleven
Under fluorescent lights
We walked in comfy silence
Footsteps down familiar sidewalk
Knowin' that we were
Here in our dreams last night
All my ghosts are with me
I know you feel them too
Ridin' shotgun next to your free Slurpee
They know all of my habits
But they don't know about you
I hope that's true
Mmm
Mmm, hmm
We made sangria and failed
I spilled mac and cheese on my pants
And thought about kissing you
Underneath kitchen lights
Oh, all my ghosts are with me
I know you feel them too
Oh, they just stand there while we're taking shots of brandy
They know all of my habits
But they don't know about you
I hope that's true
I can see it now
The wedding of the year
I can see it now
He stands up there and wipes his tears
I can see it now
When all my ghosts disappear
I can see it crystal clear
You got a Slurpee for free
I caught you lookin' at me
In the 7-eleven
Under fluorescent lights
And all my ghosts were with me
I know you felt them too
Watchin' as I started to get dizzy
'Cause I hate all of my habits
But I happen to love you
I hope that's true
Fuck yeah (ah-ha-ha, ha)
(Fuck yeah, ha-ha-ha, ha)