Stop Talking About Ghosts - Johnny Foreigner

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 (

Yeah, 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 skills, got our poster on her wall So every boy that she brings

back will see my best 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 (

Yeah, good luck with that)