(What the fuck?)

You got a Slurpee for free
I caught you lookin' at me in the 7-Eleven
Under fluorescent lights

We walked in comfy silence
Footsteps down familiar sidewalk
Knowing that we were here
In our dreams last night

All my ghosts are with me
I know you feel them too
Ridin' shotgun next to your free Slurpee
They know all of my habits
But they don't know about you
I hope that's true
Mmm
Mmm, hmm

We made sangria and failed
I spilled mac and cheese on my pants
And thought about kissing you
Underneath kitchen lights

Oh, all my ghosts are with me
I know you feel them too
Oh, did you stand there
While we were takin' shots of Brandy?
They know all of my habits
But they don't know about you
I hope that's true

I can see it now
The wedding of the year
I can see it now
He stands up there and wipes his tears
I can see it now
And all my ghosts disappear
I can see it crystal clear

You got a Slurpee for free
I caught you lookin' at me in the 7-Eleven
Under fluorescent lights

And all my ghosts were with me
I know you felt them too
Watchin' as I started to get dizzy
'Cause I hate all my habits
But I happen to love you
I hope that's true

(Fuck yeah)
Hahahaha
(Fuck yeah)
Hahahaha