Dashboard Confessional - Ghost of a Good Thing lyrics
[Dashboard Confessional - Ghost of a Good Thing 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
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