The Good Good

I wanted to be good

But my good wasn’t good anymore

No shadow where I stood

No trace where I wandered before

I was aiming for a laugh

But the joke wasn’t funny no more

It echoed down the hall

Swallowed by the carpet and walls

I lost my license to be

You better forget about me

No license to be

Just look and you’ll see

I have no license to be

The muses forgot about me

While I’m waiting for a chance

To overcome the trouble in me

I tried to write a song

But the songs were all written before

All the same words

The old reassembly of chords

I wanted to believe

But the truth was too easy to bear

Still in the driver seat

I said why the fuck should I care

I lost my license to be

You better forget about me

No license to be

Just look and you’ll see

I have no license to be

The muses forgot about me

While I’m waiting for a chance

A moment so intense

I’m waiting for a chance

To overcome the trouble in me

Don’t say that

Just play