He's living in that big old house that he knows was built by me He's playing with the baby that belongs to her and me At night he loves a woman that was held by these two hands He must be leaving hell to live with a ghost of another man My name is in the side wall outside our bedroom door He can't help but see what's too dare in me everywhere he goes He gladly walked through heaven to forget what he can't stand He must be leaving hell to live with a ghost of another man I don't mean to haunt him when they turn out the lights I'm there in the bedroom with both of them each night And he wonders if he just loved her as good as I loved her back then He must be leaving hell to live with a ghost of another man
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