I said I couldn't but you wouldn't take a no
You grabbed my arm I said “let go”
You laughed and asked “Do you really believe in the ghosts on this road?”
I said “I really don't know but I'm not sure that I'd like to”
I said hey
I've heard the stories of the hotel burning down
The rows of trees that stumped this town
I watched you leave
And you swore you'd return with an answer or two
On that Friday in june
It was the last time that I saw you
I said hey
I knew you so well. So long
Steer clear of tree street
Steer clear of tree street
Steer clear of tree street
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH
I said hey
Steer clear of tree street