Good Grief

Since I'm putting down
 All of the true things around, but I like it
 I handed down the crown
 Given the jewels and the answers of may
 The thought of being ousted
 Comes and goes, comes and goes
 When I think about it
 The wind blows
 Hate it, hate it
 Hate it, hate it
 Hate it, hate it
 Hate it
 ♪
 Run me out of town
 Somewhere a move might intended a gown in
 Pissed at all the bowels
 Always the blues and a delicate smile
 Missed all of the sideways
 Gull and noun, gull and noun
 Chills and petty band-aids
 Wrapped around
 Hate it, hate it
 Hate it, hate it
 Hate it, hate it
 Hate it
 Good grief
 Good grief
 ♪
 Since I'm putting down
 All of the true things around, but I like it
 I handed down the crown
 Given the jewels and the answers of may
 The thought of being ousted
 Comes and goes, comes and goes
 When I think about it
 The wind blows
 Hate it, hate it
 Hate it, hate it
 Hate it, hate it
 Hate it