I'm all alone in a bathroom stall Looking at the corner and writing on the wall tonight I've heard love is ready to kill and If you don't do what it won't it will alright I trust the ghost at the foot of my bed Spirit told me what he said You're alright, matter fact your fine Gonna make you a friend of mine Looking for healing in a book of poems And everybody knows that I've got no home again Christmas came in Christmas went But I don't really know where my money got spent I trust the ghost at the foot of my bed Spirit told me what he said You're alright, matter fact your fine Gonna make you a friend of mine Trying to write something that funky and clean But I never really know just what I mean I want words with claws and teeth And a little bit of truth flowing underneath I trust the ghost at the foot of my bed Spirit told me what he said You're alright, matter fact your fine Gonna make you a friend of mine I trust the ghost at the foot of my bed Spirit told me what he said You're alright, matter fact your fine Gonna make you a friend of mine