Intro Well I hear your voice at night when I lay down to sleep And I ask advice from the picture that I keep Deep down in my wallet Hope nobody saw it, when we spoke Verse 1 This is how I keep myself from cryin in the morning I listen to that song that we listened to that morning Turn it up to 10, then I begin to choke That song that you sang me when I was feeling down You looked at me and smiled as we roll into town Id be shaking my head, turning red, as you sang You told me I was special and I was born to fly I wish you wouldve told me that you born to die Now Im singing in the mirror, wishing you were here, saying you wre proud Chorus With your voice so loud, in my head And that flat lins turning red And Im just living I suppose Wondering where the good ones go Verse 2 And this is how I stop the pain, like how I rehearsed it Kid my age shouldnt ride around in hearses I look at the sky, and think of your eyes, as I curse it And this how I stop myself from going into panic Every Mothers Day when my cameraman pans it Youre not here, standing revere with your son Chorus Youre the only in my head As that flat lines turning red And Im just living I suppose Wondering where the good ones go Bridge With your voice so loud, in my head As the flat lines turning red Im just living I suppose Wondering where the good ones go Outro Told me I was special and I was born to fly I wish you wouldve told me you were born to die Now theres one thing that I need to know Where do the good ones go
turning, suppose, flat, born, wondering