

(ooh, yeah)
Your number's still on my phone screen
I trace the lines of where we should be
But you belong to someone else's space
And I'm left staring at an empty place
I know I shouldn't call you late
Locked outside of an iron gate (yeah)
Why do I want the one I can't touch
Why does a shadow hurt this much
I'm holding on to a ghost of us
Oh, it's a beautiful,
painful rush (it hurts so much)
Saw you laughing in the heavy rain
He pulled you close,
I felt the phantom pain
I had to turn my face and walk away
With nothing left but bitter things to say
Why do I want the one I can't touch
Why does a shadow hurt this much
I'm holding on to a ghost of us
Oh, it's a beautiful,
painful rush (yeah, yeah)
(just a ghost of us) (can't touch...)