Joshua Jarman - Ghost (Live) Lyrics

Ive got those mean and evil blues
I just can't help but think of you
I didn't come here to win, I came here to lose
Though, losing you came all too soon
I stand among all of your rooms
Know there is nothing left to choose
What's not for sale will never fail
It's hardened by your will to prevail
It's not for sale. It's not for sale. It's not for sale
It's not
Oh, what an art to be haunted
It's the thought that you wanted it
Makes me wonder why you hung around
Oh, then you opt to give all of it
Consider the thought of it
It's all that you've wanted
But you've turned it down