Where the Good Ones Go

{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
I'd be shaking my head, turning red, as you sang

You told me I was special and I was born to fly
I wish you would've told me that you born to die
Now I'm singing in the mirror, wishing you were here, saying you wеre proud

{Chorus}
With your voice so loud, in my head
And that flat linе's turning red
And I'm 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 shouldn't 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 Mother's Day when my cameraman pans it
You're not here, standing revere with your son

{Chorus}
You're the only in my head
As that flat line's turning red
And I'm just living I suppose
Wondering where the good ones go

{Bridge}
With your voice so loud, in my head
As the flat line's turning red
I'm 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 would've told me you were born to die
Now there's one thing that I need to know
Where do the good ones go