Transcript for piano, but can be play with guitar. x4 Thereâ??s a hair on the bed, clock has stopped ticking And nothing remotely romantic has been said Letâ??s not pass on the steps, Letâ??s take the season very easy Letâ??s take pills, salt water, letâ??s keep looking ahead Oh, Oh, itâ??s a bad, bad ritual Oh, Oh, but it calms me down x2 There is a history in pictures, There is evidence in boxes There is proof of your love for him, long after it's dead And every creak, a trigger, I will think of you with others I could not smother out that fire in my head And I saw your levitating chair, I found your long blondhairs I felt your poltergeist presence, in the frame of the bed every creak, is a trigger, I will think of you with other I found depravity convinced me, I may no longer care Oh, Oh, itâ??s a bad, bad ritual Oh, Oh, but it calms me down x4