Trapped inside a skull-sized kingdom tonight The rot of rain in my nose And I can see her ribs when she's sending me shower pics The yellows of the dusty rings around her eyes Hospitable host, my maid The historian of my better days The life that came before And now my heart's in the tombs from what might come next Don't want to go to the Louvre just to sit on the steps And chase the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah It was a COVID-era fling, should've lasted a year Cut to half a decade later and we're still here Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah Call me when your arms are finally open again When you're hot and feeling bored I'll waste our time, a blind man leading the blind In peace and off to war And I still wanna watch you do your lips, float above your house What's it mean to teach your man to fish? I'm still finding out Throw me over handlebars, slowly taking off your blouse There's an evening for ya And now my heart's in the tombs from what might come next Don't want to go to the Louvre just to sit on the steps And chase the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah It was a COVID-era fling, should've lasted a year Cut to half a decade later and we're still here Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
