Lyrics Ghost In A Ditch - Franz Ferdinand

Ghost In A Ditch

This ghost lay in a ditch on Thursday
Where I was meant to be
I almost missed my death, it’s so good
Now he’s decked in flowers from me
I hope she doesn’t like me
Or I’ll still be standing, more than likely
Where he once stood
And that’s not good
Oh, ah-ha-ha
We pretend not to look at each other
But he could see over his shoulder
He got me a time, he got that a time
Never a time again
I noticed the hair on her head, that’s not real
Now I’m left with a death and a naked ordeal
When all I want is down at the shore
Sitting in my car
And bitter sometimes, but the taste is sweet
Your friends only like themselves in photographs
I don’t like them
I don’t like you
We pretend not to care for another
Then stand on our feet when I hold her
We pretend not to look but for change
And for good, I cry
So when the stars look bright above me
And in the streetlights, I can’t see
I walk on down to make a stand
Where he once stood
So now they lie there
Breast to breast and toe to toe
And all I want is down at the shore
Sitting in my car
Oh, ah-ha-ha
We end it, it’s all over
She’ll bury me but I’ll hold her
She’ll shovel the dirt into my face
But I don’t care, I love her
Haha