ghosts

How long can he hold it in?
One by one, they fall in
Down the hallway, through the double doors

Gone as a boy who's lost in the light
Now he's afraid of his shadow at night
Used to be good, now he's just not sure

If I could, I would be somebody else
But I can't, so I guess I'm stuck in this body
Sipping Barcardi alone

Oh, that last line was a joke
'Cause I'm not really the type for a round of
Still, I'm stuck in this body
Living with all of these ghosts

And I guess that's what I asked for
I guess that's what I asked for

Steal the moment from her lips
Pull her in and pull her closer
Maybe this time, you'll find some confidence

He was alone, and she was a reason
He didn't have to be for the evening
Trying to make love, but it don't make sense
But I can't, so I guess I'm stuck in his body
Sipping Bacardi alone

Oh, that last line was a joke
'Cause I'm not really the type for a round of
Still, I'm stuck in this body
Living with all of these ghosts

And I guess that's what I asked for
I guess that's what I asked for
I guess that's what I asked for
I guess that's what I asked for