I spent the whole day in my headDo your spring cleaningI'm always too busy dreamingMaybe I should wake up insteadLot of things I regret but I just say I forgetWhy can't it just be easy?Why does everybody need me to stay?Oh, I hate the feelingWhen you're high but you're underneath the ceilingGot the cards in my hand, I hate dealingI get everything I need and now I'm goneBut it ain't stealing, can I get a break?I wish that I could just get out my goddamn wayWhat is there to say?There ain't no better time than todayMaybe I'll lay downfor a littleInstead of always trying to figure everything outYeah, all I do is say sorryHalf the time I don't even know what I'm saying it aboutGood news, good news, good news is all they wanna hearNo, they don't like it when I'm downBut when I'm flying, no, it make them so uncomfortableIt's so different, what's the difference?Good news, good news, good news is all they wanna hearNo, they don't like it when I'm down, down, down, downGood news, good news, good news is all they wanna hearGood news, good news is all they wanna hear