I'm in every song you never listened to
Every poem you never read
The only reason you don't know me
Is 'cause you popped a beer instead.
I'm in all those highlighted pages
In every tear you failed to see
I'm in every lonely hour spent
Because three shots preceeded me.
I talk with many long-passed ghosts
Because they listen better than you
So if you feel like you don't know me,
my dear,  I'd have to say that's true.