Good Luck

I think it’s time to grow up
The room is spinning like a carousel
I’m ignoring all the gossip
That shit they say, It makes me uncomfortable

Spoke with a girl you used to drink with
She says you’re fine and that you’re the same
She said she saw you at a party
Laughing with the guy that you date

I guess this makes you happy
Good luck, okay?

I guess this makes you happy
Good luck, okay?

I’ll bet you he’s a liar
There’s a reason why you call and he’s never home
That excuse he has is classic
His heart is made of nothing but old black coal

You’ll miss me in the winter
Show him how you’d kiss me when you were down
Now I’m waking up to nothing
The taste of bitter heartache still in my mouth

I guess this makes you happy
Good luck, okay?

I guess this makes you happy
Good luck, okay?

I guess this makes you happy
Good luck, okay?

I guess this makes you happy
Good luck, okay?

I guess this makes you happy
Good luck, okay?