Dashboard Confessional - Ghost of a Good Thing

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 is getting away from you again, while you’re chasing on ghosts.
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Just burn the pieces ‘til they fit, like they were meant for it—but they weren’t meant for this; no they weren’t meant for this.