-I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING. THIS SONG BELONGS TO HARRY STYLES. I MADE THIS BOOK FOR ENTERTAINMENT-
Lyrics-
Same lips red, same eyes blue, same white shirt, a couple more tattoos. It's not you, and it's not me. Tastes so sweet, looks so real, sounds like something that I use to feel, but I can't touch what I see.
We're not who we use to be. We're not who we use to be. We're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me. Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat.
The fridge light washes this room white, the moon dances over your good side. This was all we use to need. Tongue ties like we've never known, telling those stories we already told, cause we don't say what we really mean.
We're not who we use to be, we're not who we use to be. We're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me. We're not who we use to be, we're not who we use to be. We're just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty. Trying to remember how it feels to have heartbeat.
We're not who we use to be, we're not who we use to be. We're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me.
We're not who we use to be, we're not who we use to be. We're just two ghosts swimming a glass half empty.
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat, trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat.
I'm just trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat, I'm just trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat.
THE END.
