How Good Things Are
{ Written by Jann Arden Richards/Russell Broom }
Iâm just living âcause Iâm obligated
I keep trying âcause Iâve got to get it right
I pull the trigger but I hesitate
Lying here beside myself
I go to work âcause Iâve got nothing going
I count the hours by the second in my head
The guy beside meâs gonna drive me crazy
Talking âbout his children like that
I read the paper on the bus I ride home
I see the pictures of the people who are dead
And I imagine what it must be like to
Just lay down all your debts
Everybodyâs gotta find a God they love
Everybodyâs gotta figure out the end
No one can tell you how to live forever
And who would want to in light of all of this
I go to work just to avoid tomorrow
And Iâm afraid that I am losing all my hair
I told the doctor just to medicate the part of me that still is here
Iâm drinking water with my whiskey these days
Iâm watching William beam himself around the stars
I call my mother every second Sunday
We talk about how good things are (repeat)
La la laâŚ
