I Spent The Whole Day In My Head
Do A Little Spring Cleaning’
I’m Always Too Busy Dreaming’
Well, Maybe I Should Wake Up Instead
A Lot Of Things I Regret,
But I Just Say I Forget
Why Can’t It Just Be Easy?
Why Does Everybody Need Me To Stay?
Oh, I Hate The Feeling
When You’re High But
You’re Underneath The Ceiling
Got The Cards In My Hand,
I Hate Dealing, Yeah
Get Everything I Need Then
I’m Gone, But It Ain’t Stealing
Can I Get A Break?
I Wish That I Could Just
Get Out My Goddamn Way
What Is There To Say?
There Ain’t A Better Time Than Today
But Maybe I’ll Lay Down For A Little, Yeah
Instead Of Always Trying
To Figure Everything Out
And All I Do Is Say Sorry
Half The Time I Don’t Even Know
What I’m Saying It About

Good News, Good News, Good News

That’s All They Wanna Hear
No, They Don’t Like It When I’m Down
But When I’m Flying, Oh
It Make Them So Uncomfortable
So Different, What’s The Difference?
Well, It Ain’t That Bad
It Could Always Be Worse
I’m Running Out Of Gas,
Hardly Anything Left
Hope I Make It Home From Work
Well, So Tired Of Being So Tired
Why I Gotta Build Something Beautiful
Just To Go Set It On Fire?
I’m No Liar, But
Sometimes The Truth
Don’t Sound Like The Truth
Maybe ‘Cause It Ain’t
I Just Love The Way It Sound When I Say It
Yeah, It’s What I Do
If You Know Me, It Ain’t Anything New
Wake Up To The Moon,
Haven’t Seen The Sun In A While
But I Heard That The Sky’s Still Blue, Yeah
I Heard They Don’t Talk
About Me Too Much No More
And That’s A Problem With A Closed Door

Good News, Good News, Good News

That’s All They Wanna Hear
No, They Don’t Like It When I’m Down
But When I’m Flying, Oh
It Make Them So Uncomfortable
So Different, What’s The Difference?
There’s A Whole Lot More For Me
Waiting’ On The Other Side
I’m Always Wondering’ If It Feel Like Summer
I Know Maybe I’m Too Late,
I Could Make It There Some Other Time
I’ll Finally Discover
That There’s A Whole Lot More For Me Waiting’
That There’s A Whole Lot More For Me Waiting’
I Know Maybe I’m Too Late,
I Could Make It There Some Other Time
Then I’ll Finally Discover
That It Ain’t That Bad, Ain’t So Bad
Well, It Ain’t That Bad, Mm
At Least It Don’t Gotta Be No More

No More, No More, No More, No More
No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No
Hey, Hey
Mm, Hey, Mm, Mm, Mm

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