Me & Ur Ghost

I got four red bottoms up in flames at my place now
I burned three Chanel dresses, three words we don't say now
And it's hard not to drink when it's the one thing I think about

It's a lotta spiders in the attic
I don't mean to be dramatic
But I think it's kinda tragic
Who we magically became, now

I'm not alone
It's just me and your ghost
And this crippling depression
I thought I learned my lesson
But I threw out my phone
And I burned all your clothes
And now I'm not alone
It's just me and your ghost

Tell me what I'm supposed to do with all these pictures on my iPhone
Even all them videos only you and I know
Never cared about me, you just care about the likes though
Every time you pop up you should see my fucking eye roll
I can't even kick it with the homies that we both know
Can't fuck with any places that we used to go

It's a lotta spiders in the attic
I don't mean to be dramatic
But I think it's kinda tragic
Who we magically became, now

I'm not alone
It's just me and your ghost
And this crippling depression
I thought I learned my lesson
But I threw out my phone
And I burned all your clothes
And now I'm not alone
It's just me and your ghost

Me and your ghost
Me and your ghost (whoa, yeah)

I got four red bottoms up in flames at my place now
I burned three Chanel dresses, three words we don't say now