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Wonder if your bullet still moves, across the living room.
Didn t know it would hurt like this, when I dropped the broken bricks.
Fade it out and fade it in, and live tomorrow again.
Goodbye love, goodbye goodbye ghost.
The tie that binds, it ain t going to hold.
We chased the wind, chased it from pillar to post.
So goodbye love and goodbye ghost.
You re a flower and one day late, like a book with a missing page.
You never know how it ends, so you start reading it again.
One day the story gets old, well you know how the story goes.
Goodbye love goodbye, goodbye ghost.
The tie that binds, it ain t going to hold.
We chased the wind, chased it from pillar to post.
So goodbye love and goodbye ghost.
Take one last look at me and clear it from your memory.
You need to move when your spirit bends.
The moonlight rolls but these wheels just spin.
Sometimes I want to let you know, you should go to the window.
Open it up and let the light shine down, and the bullet in the room will find its own way out.
Goodbye love goodbye, goodbye ghost.
The tie that binds, it ain t going to hold.
We chased the wind, chased it from pillar to post.
So goodbye love and goodbye ghost.
Goodbye love goodbye, goodbye ghost.
The tie that binds, it ain t going to hold.
We chased the wind, chased it from pillar to post.
So goodbye love and goodbye ghost.