Put your cigarette out, know I hate those I hate how you left the bad taste in my mouth I believed what I wanted to see in you In us two now the truth's coming out There's a ghost in my bed Should've known what to expect But you, you could tell me I'm different If it ends the same, what's the difference? Lie to me, make it seem better than it ever was Oh-oh, I should really use my head I should really use my head 'stead of thinking with my chest, yeah Oh-oh, I was dying to connect Gave me eightyfive percent, only eightyfive percent, yeah Mm, woah-oh, yeah, yeah We dive into things headfirst Hoping for something more than we knew we could be You didn't have any cruel intentions I thought I mentioned I want more than you There's a ghost in my bed Guess it's nobody's fault in the end You could lie to me, you could tell me I'm different If it ends the same, what's the difference? Lie to me, make it seem better than it ever was Oh-oh, I should really use my head I should really use my head 'stead of thinking with my chest, yeah Oh-oh, I was dying to connect Gave me eightyfive percent, only eightyfive percent, yeah There's a ghost in my bed Should've known what to expect Oh-oh, I was dying to connect Gave me eightyfive percent, only eightyfive percent, yeah Oh-oh, I should really use my head I should really use my head 'stead of thinking with my chest, yeah Oh-oh, I was dying to connect Gave me eightyfive percent, only eightyfive percent, yeah