Lyricist : Sidney Powell/Caitlin Powell/David Spencer

Composer : Sidney Powell/Caitlin Powell/David Spencer

Lights they flicker and the candles glitter like you're in a thriller

Heart goes pound pound pound

Ghostly figures they can get so bitter

Sure you want to enter?

You can turn back now

You don't, you don't know where I've been

What's going on inside where the monsters like to come alive

Come alive

Do you really want to know me?

I'm really not that cozy

It's up to you so, you decide, you decide

Could you love me at my worst

'Til the coffin's in the dirt

Or try to break me like a curse

You know that will never work

I'm a little bit absurd

I like dancing on the verge

Anyone can love a pretty little mansion

But could you love a

A haunted, haunted house

Oh, could you love me now

A haunted, haunted

I'm a haunted house

A haunted, haunted house

If you're too scared get out

A haunted, haunted

I'm a haunted house

Broken windows and a warning scribbled on my walls

Saying that you better turn around

Wouldn't be the first to try to burn me down

Your move, you choose

Could you love me at my worst

'Til the coffin's in the dirt

Or try to break me like a curse

You know that will never work

I'm a little bit absurd

I like dancing on the verge

Anyone can love a pretty little mansion

But could you love a

A haunted, haunted house

Oh, could you love me now

A haunted, haunted

I'm a haunted house

A haunted, haunted house

If you're too scared get out

A haunted, haunted

I'm a haunted house

Do you

Know me

But could you love a

A haunted, haunted house

Oh, could you love me now

A haunted, haunted

I'm a haunted house

A haunted, haunted house

If you're too scared get out

A haunted, haunted

I'm a haunted house

Could you love me at my worst

'Til the coffin's in the dirt

Anyone could love a pretty little mansion