The Ghost

Like it was yesterday, remember all the ways
We tip our champagne glass to toast and celebrate...
We felt so alive we were so on fire
To tell the truth we knew that we were bulletproof

They were the ones who flipped the lights on baby
You are the one who kills the music lately
Since Ive been diagnosed as straight up crazy
Its time to tell it like it is.

And just like glass, we were made to break

We swear that we will change and act just like
Its New Years everyday
Ill show you what it takes to cross the line
That you have made

Ive got a ghost of my former self trapped
inside this bottle up on a shelf
and its all in the way..I open it up
drink myself down girl..I drink to get drunk