I'm living up with a ghost in a steel high rise
Guess she made the news
When the first couple tenants passed right through
She turned the locks on the door the day that I stepped in
And I said listen here baby you just can't win
Cause I've come in off the street
And it's a hell of a world out there
And I think that's got you beat
Every hour on the hour she breaks the glass
And then slams the door
But it's a hard to hear it in this city on the thirteenth floor
Must be a hell of a job when your trying to terrify
With an old bag of tricks rattling the pipes bone dry
Cause there's a factory up the street
You can't drink the water anyway
And I think that's got you beat
I'm catching the moon through the street light glare
Tracing the sky line back to where
A walk through the walls in the middle of the night
Could look so wrong in a world so right
There's an old black and white in the new town hall
Of the first paved road I wonder if that's you
By the A frame where the high rise goes
You must have taken this city on like rolling thunder
Back in the day the simple days of wonder
Now it's a six lane street and it's a hell of a world out there
And I think that's got you beat
