text: My heart is like a haunted house
  Theres things in there that scratch about
  They make their music in the night
  And in the day they give me such a fright
  My heart is like a haunted house
  Theres things in there that scream and shout
  They make their music in the night
  Wish I could find a way to let them out, oh
  Do you remember winding your arm around my shoulder
  As we wandered round the hill?
  Now Im in that fog forever
  In full collaboration with the weather cause
  Im not free yet 
  Im not free yet 
  Im not free yet 
  Im not free yet 
  Im not free yet 
  Im not free yet 
  Im not free yet 
  Im not free yet
  My heart is like a haunted house
  Theres things in there that scratch about
  They make their music in the night
  And in the day they give me such a fright