Accident Prone - House Ghost

It’s been a rough week for the both of us

You locked your keys in your car and i got hit by a bus

They screwed up your order at the Penn Station and i lost 10 pounds cause of

food poisoning

You spilled a glass of wine on your pull-out couch and a sinkhole opened up and

swallowed my whole house

Well you still look gorgeous with a zit on your chin meanwhile i look like i

got hit by a meteorite cause i did

It’s probably time to admit that your out of my league cause i can’t carry what

this heavy world puts on me

Sorry i keep showing up with one shoe off, wallet pick-pocketed and phone

waterlogged

And i know you sick of TV and dining in but i almost die every time i try to do

anything

You know that i’m accident prone

You know i’m a walking disaster

(sorry)

You know that i’m accident prone

You know i’m a walking disaster

(sorry, that’s my bad)

Hey babe, hey can you pick up a pizza on your way home from work,

maybe a 6 pack and some kind of frozen dessert

Sorry I’ve been sitting on your couch all week

Sorry i’m scared to get the mail because a tree fell on me

Sorry i broke every appliance in your house i touch

Sorry i can’t go get a job because my car blew up

Sorry i tried to mow your grass but got attacked by wolfs

Sorry the cables out because i tried to steal pay-per-views

Sorry i seem to be the epicenter of some new sickness

Sorry your neighbors formed a Frankenstein mob to evict us

Sorry we can’t go on a date or do romantic stuff

Sorry your lot was falling for a guy that fate wants crushed

Maybe you’re right, maybe it’s all in my head

Maybe there’s not a deity that wants me to be dead

But hey, what’s that noise and smoke on the horizon

Oh right, of course it’s an army of gods chosen

You know that i’m accident prone

You know i’m a walking disaster

You know that i’m accident prone

You know i’m a walking disaster

(sorry)

(now you know i’m)

(now you know i’m)

(accident prone)

(now you know i’m)

(now you know i’m)

(a walking disaster)

I look back and stand

Oh pillar of salt

I’m losing my taste and it’s my fault

Maybe you’re right, i know that i’m wrong

We never got good at the same song

(you know that i’m accident prone)

(you know i’m a walking disaster)

Running to the hills with whatever we could grab

The dust of civilization rising up behind our backs

I cannot help but feel as though i am to blame

But to be honest I’ve been in a rut lately and i would’t mind a change

I don’t understand the wasted land

Nothing ventured cause i’m too scared