Good
Things
I
see your face is in that magazine again
You're
looking the same as you did then
All
dressed up and ready to rate
I'd
like to be there but it's too late
All
the good things have gone away
There's
no place that I need to be seen again
I
sometimes feel I've no value today
I've
packed up my bags and I've taken my toys away
Invisible
person with nothing to say
All
the good things have gone away
I
lay in bed hoping I can dream again
Revisiting
days so I can come clean with them
Too
many egos fighting with hate
Not
enough heroes accepting their fate
All
the good things have gone away
I
didn't need them anyway
All
the good things have gone away |