Letra

First few words, carpet burns, rebellion from the folks First few steps and arguments, you run away from home Television, skepticism of the one percent Tunnel-visioned, passion-led indictments of the rest Surprise diagnosis; had they caught it soon instead My Dad might've kept a little hair up on his head It comes so quick and heavy that you won't know what to do Good or bad, everything comes true Summer days, heavy heat, weekends that don't last And all those girls you'd love to meet will come and go so fast Most lovers know to leave you when the weather gets too rough As summers turn to winters when you think you've had enough Pessimism, aneurysm, overwhelming guilt God imposes sanctions on the people he won't kill And takes the strength of everyone you've ever looked up to Good or bad, everything comes true A pregnancy unwanted is not a blessing in disguise But the lawman does not give you any choice if not to try So you grow your silver lining to a good man of his own To be humble, righteous, horrified by all he can't control It's all a mess, his happiness are lines out on the road He blows right through those little towns that lead him by the nose And goes white as a ghost every time he's feeling blue Good or bad, everything seems true It comes so quick and heavy that I just don't know what to do Good or bad, everything comes true
Writer(s): Sam Weber Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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