Ghost of a Good Thing by Dashboard Confessional Lyrics
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 chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing is getting away from you again while you're chasing ghosts
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 chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing is getting away from you again while you're chasing 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
Just bend the pieces 'til they fit, like they were made for it
But they weren't meant for this
Chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing is getting away, away, away, away from you again
Chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing is getting away from you again while you're chasing ghosts
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 chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing is getting away from you again while you're chasing ghosts
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 chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing is getting away from you again while you're chasing 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
Just bend the pieces 'til they fit, like they were made for it
But they weren't meant for this
Chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing is getting away, away, away, away from you again
Chasing the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing is getting away from you again while you're chasing ghosts