Partitura de Good News

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 God damn 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 ‘em 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 do 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 skies 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 ‘em 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
When 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
Mmm, hey, mmm, mmm, mmm