Ghost Stories

Haunting Memories: Ghost Stories Unraveled
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Lyrics

I remember when you kissed me at the stop light on Natchez trace

Reflecting on a past moment when a kiss occurred at a specific location.

I still feel your lips on mine every time I drive by that place

The lingering sensation of the kiss remains vivid whenever passing by that place.

You talked about buying us a house on a hill in Tennessee

Discussion about shared dreams of owning a house on a Tennessee hill.

And I remember one year later you calling it just a fling

A year later, the partner dismisses the relationship as just a fling.

You know the truth is watered down

Truth becomes diluted when it loses its impact or emotional significance.

When it loses its sting

Acknowledging that the harsh reality may not be as powerful as the initial truth.

Time didn’t make it easier

The passage of time doesn't alleviate the emotional difficulty.

You just wrote a different ending

The partner creates a different conclusion or resolution to the relationship.

When we were making history

Recollection of a shared history with emotional significance.

I should’ve known it would stick around and haunt me

A realization that the past has a lasting impact, haunting the present.

It’s like I don’t know you and you don’t know me

A sense of mutual unfamiliarity between the individuals involved.

And it’s hard to decide which side to believe

Difficulty in choosing a perspective or understanding the true nature of the relationship.

And now instead of friends laughing at old memories

The shift from joyous memories shared with friends to a more haunting atmosphere.

We’re just ghosts telling ghost stories

Characterizing the current state as individuals sharing ghost stories.

I was the only thing your parents could agree on

Being the only aspect both families could agree upon in the past.

You probably didn’t have to heart to tell them they were wrong

Speculation that the partner couldn't face contradicting their parents.

I’m sorry to let them down I’m sorry that I’m gone

Expressing regret for disappointing both sets of parents and departing.

And now the only way we communicate is through sad songs

Communication now happens through melancholic songs.

When we were making history

Recollection of a shared history with emotional significance (repeated).

I should’ve known it would stick around and haunt me

A realization that the past has a lasting impact, haunting the present (repeated).

It’s like I don’t know you and you don’t know me

A sense of mutual unfamiliarity between the individuals involved (repeated).

And it’s hard to decide which side to believe

Difficulty in choosing a perspective or understanding the true nature of the relationship (repeated).

And now instead of friends laughing at old memories

The shift from joyous memories shared with friends to a more haunting atmosphere (repeated).

We’re just ghosts telling ghost stories

Characterizing the current state as individuals sharing ghost stories (repeated).

Sometimes I still see your face

The persistence of memories, with the partner's face still visible at times.

Like you’re riding shotgun in my car

An illusion that things haven't changed, as if the partner is still present.

It’s almost like things never changed

Despite the illusion, there is an acknowledgment of the actual changes.

But I’m driving by here one year on

A year later, driving by the same place, the partner is no longer there.

And you’re gone

The partner's absence is felt, and communication is nonexistent.

And we don’t talk

A reflection on the lack of communication in the present.

But if we did I hope you’d say

If communication were to occur, a hope for an absolution of guilt.

It’s not my fault

An expressed desire for the partner not to blame themselves.

When we were making history

Recollection of a shared history with emotional significance (repeated).

I should’ve known it would stick around and haunt me

A realization that the past has a lasting impact, haunting the present (repeated).

It’s like I don’t know you and you don’t know me

A sense of mutual unfamiliarity between the individuals involved (repeated).

And it’s hard to decide which side to believe

Difficulty in choosing a perspective or understanding the true nature of the relationship (repeated).

And now instead of friends laughing at old memories

The shift from joyous memories shared with friends to a more haunting atmosphere (repeated).

We’re just ghosts telling ghost stories

Characterizing the current state as individuals sharing ghost stories (repeated).

We're just ghosts telling ghost stories

Reiteration that the current state involves recounting and sharing ghost stories.

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