You're No Good to Me Dead
I wish it could stay this way forever
But we both know what life does to hopeless dreamers
Carry this feeling with you always
And if you find yourself face down in the gutter
Pick up your jaded head up and scream to the gods
I'm gonna make this right if it takes the rest of my fucking life
Promises mean fuck all if you don't make it through the night
You're no good
Yeah, you're no good
You're no good to me dead
And hey, I feel it too
It hasn't been your year
All the life has been sucked out of you
Pick up your jaded head up and scream to the gods
I'm gonna make this right if it takes the rest of my fucking life
Promises mean fuck all if you don't make it through the night
You're no good
Yeah, you're no good
You're no good to me dead
You're no good
Yeah, you're no good
You're no good to me dead
The strangest days turn into weeks and months and years and decades
We gotta pick our weary heads up and scream to the gods
I'm gonna make this right if it takes the rest of my fucking life
Promises mean fuck all if you don't make it through the night
You're no good
Yeah, you're no good
You're no good to me dead
You're no good
Yeah, you're no good
You're no good to me dead
But we both know what life does to hopeless dreamers
Carry this feeling with you always
And if you find yourself face down in the gutter
Pick up your jaded head up and scream to the gods
I'm gonna make this right if it takes the rest of my fucking life
Promises mean fuck all if you don't make it through the night
You're no good
Yeah, you're no good
You're no good to me dead
And hey, I feel it too
It hasn't been your year
All the life has been sucked out of you
Pick up your jaded head up and scream to the gods
I'm gonna make this right if it takes the rest of my fucking life
Promises mean fuck all if you don't make it through the night
You're no good
Yeah, you're no good
You're no good to me dead
You're no good
Yeah, you're no good
You're no good to me dead
The strangest days turn into weeks and months and years and decades
We gotta pick our weary heads up and scream to the gods
I'm gonna make this right if it takes the rest of my fucking life
Promises mean fuck all if you don't make it through the night
You're no good
Yeah, you're no good
You're no good to me dead
You're no good
Yeah, you're no good
You're no good to me dead
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Writer(s): Vincent Caruana, Michael Ireland
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