Slow Running-Hazlett

All is low This sundance tone Neighbors keep on calling Cause I’m never home It’s heaven sent Then left on read I always thought you're golden What a tall regret Was that a metaphor A strange way to miss you If I leave then I’m not sure I would’ve told you When’s this ghost coming Is he slow running Out of places to hide Ways of changing your mind Said he’s so sorry You said don’t worry Not because I like you Cause of things I’ve gone through I’m leaving Mama’s boy Made some noise Go find someone you’ve broken What a heady choice Was that a metaphor A strange way to miss you If I leave then I’m not sure I would’ve told you When’s this ghost coming Is he slow running Out of places to hide Ways of changing your mind Said he’s so sorry You said don’t worry Not because I like you Cause of things I’ve gone through I’m leaving