Good Enough

She's sick of everybody He's sick of everything Two punks behind the alley Frustration every day Goes up and cops on 6th street Tells her 'It's okay.' Fixes inside the bathroom Watch it all fall away If I have to take the pain Get it over quick No one ever tells you that this life could be like this No one ever tells you that the streets at night are rough Never thought my life would turn out great but Least I hoped for good еnough Punk gig Raji's on sunset, she's got a nasty bruise Thеy're getting drunk on Boone's farm Trading homemade tattoos If they could save some money They could afford the rent A nice house with picket fences That money's all been spent If I have to take the pain Get it over quick No one ever tells you that this life could be like this No one ever tells you that the streets at night are rough Never thought my life would turn out great but Least I hoped for good еnough She found him in the alley, light fading from his eyes Needles and a leather jacket slam dancing one last time He said Mary don't you worry No, Mary don't you cry They may have killed the body but our dreams will never die If I have to take the pain, get it over quick No one ever tells you that this life could be like this No one ever tells you that the streets at night are rough Never thought my life would turn out great but Least I hoped for good еnough