There Are Ghosts by Million Dead Lyrics

So quiet
I can hear that the refrigerator is on
And I can hear the fabric from your sleeping bag
How it sounds against someone else's floor
There was a small riot that kept me up 'till dawn
It seemed someone had something to say
But the rest of the party was out on the lawn
Who called and what the hell did they say?
Get off my doorstep right now
Throw another million away
Please not today
There's a man around
His face always firetruck red
And I've heard there were angels in his head
But now he holds a baseball bat instead
And there's that famous sound that the snow makes under my feet
A snowfall too cold for a snowball fall saves me from my impending wing
Who called and what the hell did they say?
Get off my doorstep right now
Don't you dare get in my way
And there are ghosts and they won't even wait to call
They will crawl up in your skin
And they will come out from the walls if you let them