[Verse 1]
Signed the deed on a discount Friday
Peeling paint and a crooked door
Realtor winked
Said “historic charm
Man”
I heard rattling from the third floor
Cold spot hits in the upstairs hallway
Mirror fogs with a shaky “LEAVE”
I just shrug
Check my phone
Do numbers
You should see my mortgage scheme
[Chorus]
The ghosts aren’t economists
They don’t know how rough it is
Think a creaking stair’s gonna scare me off?
Try adjustable rates and rent that tops the loft
The ghosts aren’t economists
They don’t get what broken is
If they only knew this housing market
Please
They would haunt the bank
Not me (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Midnight moan from the busted chimney
Chains drag past my old box TV
Plate flies off
Smacks the kitchen counter
I just google “DIY repair for free”
They scream “GET OUT” in a thunder chorus
Chalk-white faces in a candle glow
I wave back
“Bro
I paid closing costs
Where else am I supposed to go?”
[Chorus]
The ghosts aren’t economists
They don’t know how rough it is
You can flip my bed
You can slam my doors
But I can’t afford to live on any other floor
The ghosts aren’t economists
They don’t see the deficit
If they read my bills and saw my hourly
They would haunt my boss
Not me (hey!)
[Bridge]
[Chip-solo break
Game-level vibe]
They think that fear is a fair incentive
But I got debt with a high percentage
So rattle that chain
But check my expenses
Even you’d stay put
It’s just common senses
[Chorus]
The ghosts aren’t economists
They don’t know how rough it is
They keep writing “RUN” on the dusty glass
I write “CAN’T YET” and just walk past
The ghosts aren’t economists
They don’t get how tight it is
If they only knew this sad reality
They’d be splitting utilities with me (woah)
They’d be splitting utilities with me