Ghost Stories

I remember when you kissed me at the stop light on Natchez trace I still feel your lips on mine every time I drive by that place You talked about buying us a house on a hill in Tennessee And I remember one year later you calling it just a fling You know the truth is watered down When it loses its sting Time didn't make it easier You just wrote a different ending When we were making history I should've known it would stick around and haunt me It's like I don't know you and you don't know me And it's hard to decide which side to believe And now instead of friends laughing at old memories We're just ghosts telling ghost stories I was the only thing your parents could agree on You probably didn't have to heart to tell them they were wrong I'm sorry to let them down I'm sorry that I'm gone And now the only way we communicate is through sad songs When we were making history I should've known it would stick around and haunt me It's like I don't know you and you don't know me And it's hard to decide which side to believe And now instead of friends laughing at old memories We're just ghosts telling ghost stories Sometimes I still see your face Like you're riding shotgun in my car It's almost like things never changed But I'm driving by here one year on And you're gone And we don't talk But if we did I hope you'd say It's not my fault When we were making history I should've known it would stick around and haunt me It's like I don't know you and you don't know me And it's hard to decide which side to believe And now instead of friends laughing at old memories We're just ghosts telling ghost stories We're just ghosts telling ghost stories