he s living in that big old house that he knows was built by me he s playing with the baby that belongs to her and me at night he loves a woman that was held by these two hands it must be leaving hell to live with a ghost of another man my name is in the side walk outside the patio he can t help but see what s too dare in me everywhere he goes he gladly walked through heaven to forget what he can t stand it must be leaving hell to live with a ghost of another man surely i must haunt him when they turn out the lights i m right there in the bedroom with him and her each night and he wonders if he just loved her aw as good as i loved her back then it must be a livin hell to live with a ghost of another man it must be a livin hell to live with a ghost of another man 