I’m not scared.
Of a monster hiding under the stairs.
I hear a knocking and I’m going down there.
I’m not afraid anymore.
Well every creature’s real nice.
If you ask about the things she likes.
Spooking strangers and smoking on pipes.
I’m a stranger no more.
You’re more than just a ghost story.
Emily.
Well I spent all day without her but when it came to the witching hour.
We’d go frolic in the flowers till our feet sure need a shower.
Leave a few by the mausoleum.
Hope your friends come out to see ‘em.
On a night like no other.
Just another story for under the covers.
Oh Emily. You’ll always be a friend to me.
You’re more than just a ghost story.
Emily.
I’m not scared.
Kinda like the monster under the stairs.
I hear a knocking and I know she’s down there.
And I’m not lonely no more.