Be Good

Stop calling mom, she doesn’t want to hear it
Stop calling home, we don’t wanna hear it
Stop calling my sisters, they don’t know what you’re talking about
Just call me, I can always handle it

Every other weekends, mom takes us to visit you
And you take us to your lonely apartment
Somehow, it stays so clean
But everything else is still a mess

And I never felt so sad
Hearing you talk about your past
And you drink yourself to death
Just to feel nothing
Just to feel nothing

It’s not a surprise to see this happening
I just didn’t think it would last
Now you waste your days working 6 to 5
And fighting mom all the time
Maybe soon enough
You will finally wake up
And you come home for good
And you don’t smell likе whiskey

And I never fеlt so sad
Hearing you talk about your past
And you drink yourself to death
Just to feel nothing
Just to feel nothing
And I always felt so bad
Seeing you fall apart
And you drink yourself to death
Just to feel nothing
Just to feel nothing

And I never felt so bad
Hearing you talk about your past
Drinking yourself to death
Just to feel nothing
Just to feel