Ghost Chair
The perfect place to waste some time
Is a pinball store with a bucket of dimes
And afterwards you spend your heart
Driving by something you couldn't be a part of
But here you are wasting your time
In that part of town just to get a glimpse of her life
You're looking through the window
Wishing you were in there
Trying hard to picture
Something that isn't there
Would she remember
You in your current state of affairs
Married and has two great kids
Is what you fabricated in your head
She probably bikes to work and plays guitar
You heard music when she left the door ajar
You couldn't say for sure but she's doing fine
Without a guy like you hanging 'round all the time
Looking through the window
Wishing you were in there
Trying hard to picture
Something that isn't there
Would she remember
You in your current state of affairs
Would she remember
Something that isn't there
Like a pillow
Sitting on a ghost's chair
Would she recall
A memory out of thin air
Oh he remembers something that isn't there
You're looking through the window
Wishing you were in there
Trying hard to picture
Something that isn't there
Would she remember
You in your current state of affairs
He remembers something out of thin air
Is a pinball store with a bucket of dimes
And afterwards you spend your heart
Driving by something you couldn't be a part of
But here you are wasting your time
In that part of town just to get a glimpse of her life
You're looking through the window
Wishing you were in there
Trying hard to picture
Something that isn't there
Would she remember
You in your current state of affairs
Married and has two great kids
Is what you fabricated in your head
She probably bikes to work and plays guitar
You heard music when she left the door ajar
You couldn't say for sure but she's doing fine
Without a guy like you hanging 'round all the time
Looking through the window
Wishing you were in there
Trying hard to picture
Something that isn't there
Would she remember
You in your current state of affairs
Would she remember
Something that isn't there
Like a pillow
Sitting on a ghost's chair
Would she recall
A memory out of thin air
Oh he remembers something that isn't there
You're looking through the window
Wishing you were in there
Trying hard to picture
Something that isn't there
Would she remember
You in your current state of affairs
He remembers something out of thin air
Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Sandal
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