Since Friday night all I've thought about was the way you are and
How you giggled when we kissed, and how this might not all work out
But of course I think about, how this MIGHT all work out, oh I hope it works out
Just think of all the things that she's done
Think she was just doing all that for fun?
Think of all the good times, think of the sun
Who knows I might just be the one to change it all
Since Tuesday evening all I've thought about was just what you said
How you looked at me before we kissed, I'm trying to work out what it meant
And all the messages you sent I'm trying to work out what they meant
Just think about the ghosts