How Good Things Are

I'm just living 'cause I'm obligated

I keep trying 'cause I've got to get it right

I pull the trigger but I hesitate

Lying here beside myself

I go to work 'cause I've got nothing going

I count the hours by the second in my head

The guy beside me's gonna drive me crazy

Talking 'bout 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

Everybody's gotta find a God they love

Everybody's 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 I'm afraid that I am losing all my hair

I told the doctor just to medicate the

part of me that still is here

I'm drinking water with my whiskey these days

I'm watching William beam himself around the stars

I call my mother every second Sunday

We talk about how good things are

We talk about how good things are

How good things are

We talk about how good things are

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Talk about how good things are

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Talk about how good things are