Ghosted at Midnight

My phone lights up like a haunted sign

Your name pops back from the dead at nine

I read the text and I cringe, oh well

See my ghost, see my story to tell

I'm in the mirror with my lipstick right

Walking through the fog like I own the night

If you wanna come back, better bring a dance

'Cause I don't deserve no second chance

Text me X and I'll let it ring

Dodge awkward nights in the middle of the scene

If the ghosts wanna talk, picking the waiting line

I'm turning every nightmare into disco rhyme

Hey, hey, what's that sound?

A little old drummer shaking on the ground

Ooh, ooh, I'm not scared tonight

I made a party out of every fight

Ran into you by the velvet ropes

You looked like trouble in a thrift store coat

I said, nice hunt, and I laughed out loud

You look so dear in the fashion crowd

I got receipts and a fresh new D

A little more sass on a midnight spree

If the past comes nothing with a shaky smile

I'll ghost it back with a little style

I text the ex, then I let it ring

Dodging awkward names in the middle of the scene

If the ghosts wanna pop, they can wait in line

I'm turning every nightmare into disco blind

Hey, what's that sound?

A little old drummer shaking on the ground

Ooh-ooh, I'm not scared tonight

I made a party out of bad fever

Your old heartbeat tried to follow me in

Then I spun it hard and I let it begin

Now the skeletons clap and the mirrors glow

I'm a queen at the oddball aftershow

Texty mix, melody grin

Dodging on quick names in the middle of the scene

If the ghosts wanna bark, they can wait in line

I'm turning every nightmare into disco wine

Hey, hey, what's that sound?

A little old drama shaking on the ground

Ooh, ooh, I'm not scared tonight

I made a party out of every fight