I wasn't writing
I was dreaming
But I couldn't bear it
So I scared it
The dresser's are piled high
The curtain flies
Ticket bought
My ticket's bought
I took for granted
The money helped a bit
Always been slanted
No need to be corrected
Nothing to kiss and tease
Nothing to aim and please
Ticket bought
My ticket's bought
My highway will bring you back
Where I need you the most
Maybe you're not real
To hold, to feel
But in my world you ain't yet a ghost
You're so happy
You've got your candy
Sniff the medicine
You're hiding something
What did you do with you
Halloween blowing through
Ticket bought
My ticket's bought
My highway will bring you back
Where I need you the most
Maybe you're not real
To hold, to feel
But in my world you ain't yet a ghost
I wasn't writing
I was dreaming
But I couldn't bear it
So I scared it
But this ain't a farewell
A memoir to sell
Ticket bought
My ticket's bought
Ticket bought
My ticket's bought