

I see her sitting in the front row
Of every lecture that you hold But she doesn't know what I
know
Office hours, the door is closed We argue 'til our faces glow
You tell me that it's wrong,
it's wild
To act just like a stubborn child
But I see how you look at me
When she's not there to set you free
Why does she get to keep your name
When she's the anchor in your game?
She's just a shadow in our way
Tell me she’s a ghost to you (tell me,
tell me) Tell me what we have is true
I am the one who understands You are my man,
you are my man
I found the notes inside his coat
A young girl's desperate little quote
She thinks she owns his brilliant mind
But tenure's not the only thing he'll leave behind
Maybe I'm tired of the quiet house
Tired of playing the perfect spouse
She's young and fierce,
she makes me feel
Maybe this chaos is finally real
(is it real?)
But mom found the
syllabus marked in red
And the texts on my phone that she read She says 'he's
twice your age, he's a thief!' But I only see my sweet
relief
Tell me she’s a ghost to you (tell me,
tell me) Tell me what we have is true
I am the one who understands You are my man,
you are my man
(is she gone yet?) (are we safe?) Office hours are over.