Excerpt of
Ghost of a Good Thing
By Dashboard Confessional
I guess it's luck, but it's the same
Hard luck, you've been trying to tame
Maybe it's love, but it's like you said,
"Love is like a role that we play."
But, I believe in you so much
I could die for the words that you say
But, I believe in you so much
I could die from the words that you say
But, you're chasin' the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
It's getting away from you again
While you're chasin' ghosts
Just bend the pieces til they fit
Like they were made for it
But, they weren't meant for this
No, they weren't meant for this
i guess we all chase things that were once good. because we want it or we want it back. and it's probably hope that keeps us running. that false sense of optimism that pushes us to believe when there is not much else. but at some point, if necessary, we have to see that there really is nothing. and we must let go.
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