I guess it's luck, but it's the same hard luck You've been trying to tame Maybe it's love but it's like you said... Love is like a role that we play But I believe in you so much I could die for the words that you say But you're chasing the ghost of a good thing Haunting yourself, As the real thing is getting away from you again while you're chasing ghosts Just bend the pieces 'till they fit Like they were made for it But they weren't made for this No, they weren't made for this