Johnny Foreigner - Stop Talking About Ghosts lyrics

Back with the magic, overly dramatic heart-sale that you’d expect. Figured guilt must be finite and soon I’ll have none left. Losing the signal, loose like connections and lost in the studio, the hardest part is letting go. So good luck to us / Yeh good luck with that. Memories projected, streets stay haunted, we overcrowd the capital. We are all ex-lovers together and this is The Swell! We can share spit and a sense of shame like they’re the only two truths we know. The hardest part is letting go. And I guess I’ve got some sk**s, got our poster on her wall so every boy that she brings back will see my good side. But you can’t use pins in rented rooms, that poster’s gonna fall. The hardest part is letting go. No, the hardest part is saying no. And we can share spit and a sense of shame like they’re the only two truths we know. The hardest part is letting go. No! The hardest part is saying no! So good luck to us / yeh good luck with that.