Good Things

Good things come to those who wait long enough
Bad things come to those who wait too long
And I need you to get your sweaty hands out of my face
I'm done being chased
By such a gruesome disgrace
Of a man

Good things come to those who take what they want
Bad things come to those who wait in line
I need you to make a list of my flaws
As you paw at the air
No cause for applause
Sick and lost

Someone started a rumor that we could be healed
Someone else started planning how they could repeal it
Some kid in a basement started a band
Some suit with a haircut began making demands

See these trees
Lining the way to the hospital
I have receipts
For how much it cost to write that song about world peace that sounded like

If you're broken I'm broken
If you're healed then I'm healed
But it didn't make a difference no
No stones became bread
They just took royalty checks
They filmed a commercial
And wrote a few more songs
Before retiring early
To water their lawns
They taught a class about beauty
Charged a hundred or two
So the next generation
Could have identical breakthroughs

They said that love was eternal
Then they started a war
If love is maternal
Then your father's a whore
If love's all we need
Then what are we killing for
Some kind of ethical standard
Oh hey look I have a brochure

I'm not afraid that I'm dying
I'm afraid I might be dying alone
I'm not afraid that I'm dying
I'm afraid I might be dying alone
I'm not afraid of you dying
I'm afraid of you dying alone
I'm not afraid of you dying
I'm afraid of you dying alone

Tell me good things come eventually
If we are waiting patiently enough



Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Hazel
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