The Good That Won't Come Out - Rilo Kiley

Let’s get together and talk about the modern age

All of our friends were gathered there

With their pets, just talking shit

About how we’re all so upset

About the disappearing ground

As we watch it melt…

It’s all of the good that won’t come out of us

And how eventually, our hands will just turn to dust

If we keep shaking them

Standing here on this frozen lake

I do this thing where I think I’m real sick

But I won’t go to the doctor to find out about it

'Cause they make you stay real still in a real small space

As they chart up your insides and put them on display

They’d see all of it, all of me, all of it

All of the good that won’t come out of me

And all the stupid lies I hide behind

It’s such a big mistake

Lying here in your warm embrace

Oh, you’re almost home

I’ve been waiting for you to come in

Dancing around in your old suits

Going crazy in your room again

I think I’ll go out and embarrass myself

By getting drunk and falling down in the street

You say I choose sadness

That it never once has chosen me

Maybe you’re right…

Let’s talk about all our friends who lost the war

And all of the novels that had yet to be written about them

It’s all of the good that won’t come out of them

And all the stupid lies they hide behind

It’s such a big mistake

Standing here on this frozen lake

It’s all of the good that won’t come out of me

And how eventually, my mouth will just turn to dust

If I don’t tell you quick

Standing here on this frozen lake