…[Chorus] Yeah, listen close to my words (yeah) I'm a ghost, but it hurts (yeah) I got thrown to the curb (uh) All alone it's…
…a ghost, but it hurts (yeah) I got thrown to the curb (uh) All alone it's a curse (yeah) Put my soul in a verse (woah) They don't know how…
…hear it [Outro] Listen close to my words (yeah) I'm a ghost, but it hurts (yeah) I got thrown to the curb (uh) All alone it's…
…by the slapstick thrown to the curb i might be one for the notebooks Hummed and eloquent Crumbs on the toadstool grow like bamboo tone tone…
…by a big ink stain 1995 we're called Lordz of Brooklyn Step on the turf and your wallet's gettin' tookin' Vamped thrown to the curb…
…and Sister died before they knew my name Send me off to this world alone, with a fire in my heart Give 100 percent, get thrown to the curb…
…doubt thrown to the curb, there's no time for that Now disregard escape the paradise, forget life brochures No searching photo…