How Good You Are
I was born into a circus
But I ran off to join a home
Oh, they said that I was worthless
That my family died unknown
So it gets and so it goes
That's what you get I suppose
For wantin' somethin' more
Than a life of walkin' rows
All the Christians left behind
At the crossroads of your town
Oh they're playin' truth or dare
Beneath the sanctuary now
Some wish they had the truth
Some wish they had to go
But there ain't no sense in
Leavin' from the only game you know
Oh, I know
How good you are
How hard it is
How good you are
There's a butler in your hallway
He is troublesome and old
He repeats the word "alive"
To describe your family gold
You ask him please to go
But there's one thing you don't know
He carved April 7th, '65
Into the side of your piano
Oh, I know
How good you are
How hard it is
How good you are
Everything that you were meant for
Everything that you were born to do
Does not need you to do it
Someone else was born to do it too
Now like a half-grown man
You barely learned how to stand
If you shut up with what you've chosen
You'll hear somethin' choosin' you
Oh, I know
How good you are
How hard it is
How good you are
But I ran off to join a home
Oh, they said that I was worthless
That my family died unknown
So it gets and so it goes
That's what you get I suppose
For wantin' somethin' more
Than a life of walkin' rows
All the Christians left behind
At the crossroads of your town
Oh they're playin' truth or dare
Beneath the sanctuary now
Some wish they had the truth
Some wish they had to go
But there ain't no sense in
Leavin' from the only game you know
Oh, I know
How good you are
How hard it is
How good you are
There's a butler in your hallway
He is troublesome and old
He repeats the word "alive"
To describe your family gold
You ask him please to go
But there's one thing you don't know
He carved April 7th, '65
Into the side of your piano
Oh, I know
How good you are
How hard it is
How good you are
Everything that you were meant for
Everything that you were born to do
Does not need you to do it
Someone else was born to do it too
Now like a half-grown man
You barely learned how to stand
If you shut up with what you've chosen
You'll hear somethin' choosin' you
Oh, I know
How good you are
How hard it is
How good you are
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Writer(s): Joseph Pugliese
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