Made myself another mess
Did I want to be heard?
Saved myself another blessing
I just want to be cursed
Flight of fancy, rush of blood
There's something to be said for that
A doubtless mind, so hard to find
I'm always looking for the worst
You, you'll be good
You'll be good to me
To you, I'll be good
I'll be good to you
We're turning on the radio
Mono into stereo
The sentiments are ours to keep
My vows to you, they mourn for me
The type of person I could be
My detriments are plain to see
You, you'll be good
You'll be good to me
Made my mess and fool myself
It's just me that gets hurt
To vainly gild this brittle lily
And watch the petals fall
You, you'll be good
You'll be good to me
To you, I'll be good
I'll be good to you
Turning on the radio
Mono into stereo
The sentiments are ours to keep
My vows to you, they mourn for me
The type of person I could be
I don't believe in destiny
But you, you'll be good
You'll be good to me