Well everything I do since there is no me and you,
Keeps me wishing even more I had you back.
I try and stay off line, keep your smile off my mind.
Try and trump the good with times that left me sad.
Josephine,
Why are you still haunting me?
I can feel your ghost resonate in the wood.
Josephine,
Yeah, little miss robbery.
Maybe someone else can lock you up for good.
You know I wish they would.
I’m empty as a glass numbing every second past.
Yeah, I chase the tears from melancholy drams.
But you’re dancing on my mind three quarters at a time,
Yeah, you always seem to find me where I am.
Josephine,
Why are you still haunting me?
I can feel your ghost resonate in the wood.
Josephine,
Yeah, little miss robbery.
Maybe someone else can lock you up for good.
You know I wish they would.
Josephine,
Why are you still haunting me?
I can feel your heart resonate in the wood.
Josephine,
Yeah, little miss robbery.
Maybe someone else can lock you up for good.
You know I wish they would.