The Choice

What used to feel important Doesn't feel so special anymore I've been taking my time Trying to figure out where I went wrong Late nights just thinking of home Four walls that I don't even know and I'm Left aching for something I thought I chose Something I thought I chose Something I thought I chose Something I thought I chose Something I thought I chose Turns out I let you go I've been chasing my own ghost Something I thought I chose Turns out I let you go I've been chasing my own ghost I've been chasing my own ghost It's like a pressure over my chest Don't know how to sleep when I'm alone Wish that I could pretend Time has got a hand that I can hold Late nights just thinking of home Four walls that I don't even know and I'm Left aching for something I thought I chose Something I thought I chose Something I thought I chose Something I thought I chose Something I thought I chose Turns out I let you go I've been chasing my own ghost Something I thought I chose Turns out I let you go I've been chasing my own ghost I've been chasing my own ghost Something I thought I chose Turns out I let you go I've been chasing my own ghost