When the clock strikes at midnight They come out of the dark 'Cause when my head lays on my pillow It's time for them to start to talk And all the photos on the wall Staring madly at me Saying that I'm good for nothing And that I'll never be free So light a candle in the dark If you like praying Better start Voices in my head Making my skin crawl Souls under the bed After the nightfall Running from the dead Because of my faults And my head is A haunted house And in the mirror, there's a man I don't think I've met before Maybe I'm still stuck in the past God knows what I'm waiting for The television just turned on Static as my own life A haunting memory is a knife You cut yourself as you like So light a candle in the dark If you like praying Better start Voices in my head Making my skin crawl Souls under the bed After the nightfall Running from the dead Because of my faults And my head is A haunted house Boo! Sorrow, fear Guilt and dissatisfaction Four ghosts whisper in my ear Just like they're haunting a mansion Oo-ooh I hear the cold wind blowing Oo-ooh I know they're coming for me Oo-ooh The past that's gone and dead Trying to bring me down Bring me down Voices in my head Making my skin crawl Souls under the bed After the nightfall Running from the dead Because of my faults And my head is A haunted house Boo! Sorrow, fear Guilt and dissatisfaction Four ghosts whisper in my ear Just like they're haunting a mansion