PARABOLICAL COMMUNICATIONS

[OOC: Elipses are real time pauses, lyrics are Ghost of a Good Thing, Dashboard Confessional. He was calling to ask her out for a drink, and this is what came out. Imagine an annoyed tone, by the last stanza. Forced pseudo-honesty FTW.]

♪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, I believe in you so much,
I could die from the words that you say.

But you’re chasin’ the ghost of a good thing.
Haunting yourself as the real thing.
It’s getting away from you again
While you’re chasin’ ghosts.

...

Just bend the pieces ‘till they fit,
Like they were made for it.
But they weren’t meant for this.
No, they weren’t meant for this.♪