Mac Miller - Good News

I spent the whole day in my head
Do a little spring cleaning, I'm always too busy dreaming
Well, maybe I should wake up instead
A lot of things I regret, but I just say I forget
Why can't it just be easy?
Why does everybody need me to stay?
Oh, I hate the feeling
When you're high but you're underneath the ceiling
Got the cards in my hand I hate dealing
Yeah
Get everything I need, then I'm gone
But it ain't stealing
Can I get a break?
I wish that I could just get out my goddamn way
What is there to say?
There ain't a better time than today

Maybe I'll lay down for a little, yeah
'Stead of always trying to figure everything out
And all I do is say, "Sorry"
Half the time, I don't even know what I'm sayin' it about

Good news, good news, good news
That's all they wanna hear
No, they don't like it when I'm down
But when I'm flying, oh, it make 'em so uncomfortable
So different, what's the difference?

When it ain't that bad
It could always be worse
I'm running out of gas, hardly anything left
Hope I make it home from work
Well, so tired of being so tired
Why I gotta build something beautiful just to go set it on fire?
I'm no liar, but sometimes the truth don't sound like the truth
Maybe 'cause it ain't, I just love the way it sound when I say it
Yeah, so what I do?
If you know me, it ain't anything new
Wake up to the moon, haven't seen the sun in a while
But I heard that the skies still blue, yeah
Heard they don't talk about me too much no more
And that's a problem with a closed door

Good news, good news, good news
That's all they wanna hear
No, they don't like it when I'm down
But when I'm flying, oh, it make 'em so uncomfortable
So different, what's the difference?

There's a whole lot more for me waiting on the other side
I'm always wondering, if it feel like summer
I know maybe I'm too late, I could make it there some other time
Then I'll finally discover
That there's a whole lot more for me waiting
That there's a whole lot more for me waiting
I know maybe I'm too late, I could make it there some other time
Then I'll finally discover
That it ain't that bad
Ain't so bad
Well, it ain't that bad
At least it don't gotta be no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
Hey
Mm, hey, mm

Written by:
Malcolm James McCormick, Jon Brion

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