Good Boys

(McCurdy)
You hear your ma and papa say
They say their son has gone astray
They never look you in the eye

And when they're looking worn and torn
And they regret that you were born
It really makes you wanna die

They have surrendered
They sit and stare
Their disappoinment is everywhere

But we are good boys
We are good boys
We are good boys
But even good boys can go bad

And when you're driving into town
And the policemen flag you down
They don't believe that you been framed

And then it won't be long at all
Until they pin you to the wall
And since you're young then you are blamed

You must surrender
You'll sit and stare
And your frustration is everywhere

But we are good boys
We are good boys
We are good boys
But even good boys can go bad

Don't wanna live
Just wanna die
If life is this hard
I don't want to try

And now the question that remains
Is how I'll learn to keep my brains
While all my world is crumbling down

And if I gotta play the fool
And do my best to keep my cool
Then I can show my face in town

I have surrendered
I'll sit and stare
And all my failure is everywhere

But we are good boys
We are good boys
We are good boys
But even good boys can go bad
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