The Good That Won't Come Out

Let's get together and talk about the modern age All of our friends were gathered there With their pets just talking shit About how we're all so upset about the disappearing ground As we watch it melt It's all of the good that won't come out of us And how eventually our hands will just turn to dust If we keep shaking them Standing here on this frozen lake I do this thing where I think I'm real sick But I won't go to the doctor to find out about it 'Cause they make you stay real still in a real small space As they chart up your insides and put them on display They'd see all of it, all of me, all of it All of the good that won't come out of me And all the stupid lies I hide behind It's such a big mistake Lying here in your warm embrace Oh, you're almost home I've been waiting for you to come in Dancing around in your old suits Going crazy in your room again I think I'll go out and embarrass myself By getting drunk and falling down in the street You say I choose sadness That it never once has chosen me Maybe you're right Let's talk about all of our friends who lost the war And all of the novels that had yet to be written about them It's all the good that won't come out of them And all the stupid lies they hide behind It's such a big mistake Standing here on this frozen lake It's all of the good that won't come out of me And how eventually my mouth will just turn to dust If I don't tell you quick Standing here on this frozen lake