Maps - Brown Paper Bag Lyrics

When you come back for me, don't by the light of day
I would know your ghost from a mile away and God knows so would they
When you come back for me, you ask me how I've been
My devil is a dog frothing at the mouth and my legs have gone a little limp

I wish I
I wish I could
I wish I could blame it all on a fad

When you come back for me, I'm sure you'll have your thrill
But if you find yourself drunk on the fun, don't let our secret spill
When you come back for me, I'll have some new disguise
I'll bottle you up and keep you safe, building pressure behind my eyes

Could somebody
Could somebody
Could somebody get me a brown paper bag?