Good Grief

Are you tempted to believe that you don't have a choice

You've been screaming off your head and now you've lost your voice

That you inherited the curse and everything your daddy said

It's compounding like a chorus or the interest on your debt

It's not funny how momentum can tell a lie to your face

And before you know it there's a bet on every horse in the race

And sunk costs are loading up your gun

It wasn't wasted time, not a wasted dime or a tear

It's such a sweet relief

Such a good, good grief to get here

No hills on which to die, no reason and no rhyme

Just chaos coming down and the meaning we assign

And that's not nothing, oh it's kind of everything

It's the scars that I can finger

It's a song that I can sing, it's the way her hair falls around her face

It wasn't wasted time, not a wasted dime or a tear

It's such a sweet relief

Such a good, good grief to get here

For every season there's a burning sun breaking through

It puts the shadows underneath your feet

If you move to the rhythm of its crashing love

It wasn't wasted time, not a wasted dime or a tear

It's such a sweet relief

Such a good, good grief to get here