Bruised Ghosts
Hold it up
Get lost enough
You've still got your luck
You're miles
From the love you made
Even heaven gets rough
Ghosts were meant for bleeding
Ghosts were meant for bleeding
When you see your wall
And you have it all
Broken apart
You follow through
If you bruise it
So eat your heart out
It hates to hope and leave it
It hates to hope and leave it
So the story rolls
And the golden boys
And girls get tired
You look for life
On blurry nights
When home is hardly a word
Get lost enough
You've still got your luck
You're miles
From the love you made
Even heaven gets rough
Ghosts were meant for bleeding
Ghosts were meant for bleeding
When you see your wall
And you have it all
Broken apart
You follow through
If you bruise it
So eat your heart out
It hates to hope and leave it
It hates to hope and leave it
So the story rolls
And the golden boys
And girls get tired
You look for life
On blurry nights
When home is hardly a word
Credits
Writer(s): Amy Millan
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