I've been thinking back..my life...it isnt a really exciting thing to be me. Not at all.
No matter, resolutions=painted memories=ghost of you
This isnt the time for this, it never is. There never was. Denials = self-pity=?
And I'm not looking for anything but us
Anything but what we were
And I'm not asking for painted memories
I only want to know you're here
Ghost of You - Good Charlotte
