Paul Mcdonald - Bouquet Of Lies (Ghost In Apt. 8) lyrics

A ghost in apartment eight She likes to stay up late And she keeps my back up against the wall If only she talked to me Like the way that she quietly In a sequin dress with her high heels on Oh yeah If I can get some sleep tonight Then maybe I can make things right And I wouldn't be living with all your ghosts If only I could shake my head And forget all the things that you said Then maybe I'd feel better about lettin' you go. You got me fallin' apart You got me fallin' apart Almost every afternoon? sponsored links She never sings in tune She keeps my head up in the clouds If only she stayed up late Like the things in apartment eight Then maybe I could let go of all these sounds If I could get some sleep tonight Then maybe I could make things right And I wouldn't be livin' with all your ghosts If only I could shake my head And forget all the things that you said Then maybe I'd feel better about lettin' you go You got me fallin' apart You got me fallin' apart And I can't keep on livin' with all the lights on And I can't move on I've been spendin all my time alone Oh yeah Take me down to the riverside And walk with me to the bright city lights And we're not too close Cause I'm still afraid of all the times That you ran away & left me With a bent up? bouquet of lies You got me fallin' apart You got me fallin' apart You got me fallin' apart Fallin' apart