Ghosts in my guitar case (έκδοση 2)

Verse

Guitars stacked up against the wall like old friends

Each one holding a memory that won't come down

Fingernails on fretboard where your palm used to rest

Your voice still ringing off the strings inside my chest

Pre-Chorus

I know I should be letting go of this town

But every time I pick you up, you sound just the same as it was back then

I'm trying not to hold on too tight

Chorus

Ghosts in my guitar case

Holding me here tonight

Every chord we ever made is still inside your voice

And I'm holding on to this feeling, no choice

Verse 2

You left for the city lights and a life of your own

But I stayed right here where the highway turns to home

I played these same four chords till my fingers bled

Every note was just me talking to what's left of you instead

Pre-Chorus

I know I should be letting go of this town

But every time I pick you up, you sound just the same as it was back then

I'm trying not to hold on too tight

Chorus

Ghosts in my guitar case

Holding me here tonight

Every chord we ever made is still inside your voice

And I'm holding on to this feeling, no choice

Bridge

Maybe I don't need you here beside me

As long as these songs stay alive with me

I'll hold the silence where you used to be

And that's enough for me

It's enough for me