Foo Fighters — Good Grief

[Verse 1] Since I'm putting down All of the true things around, but I like it Handed down my crown Given the jewels and the answers of May The thought of being ousted Comes and goes, comes and goes When I think about it, the wind blows [Hook] Hate it, hate it Hate it, hate it Hate it, hate it Hate it [Verse 2] Run me out of town Somewhere a move might intended a gown at Pissed at all the bowels Always the blues and a delicate smile Missed all of the sideways Gull and noun, gull and noun Chills and petty band-aids, wrapped around [Hook] Hate it, hate it Hate it, hate it Hate it, hate it Hate it [Bridge] Good grief Good grief [Verse 1] Since I'm putting down All of the true things around, but I like it Handed down my crown Given the jewels and the answers of May The thought of being ousted Comes and goes, comes and goes When I think about it, the wind blows [Hook] Hate it, hate it Hate it, hate it Hate it, hate it Hate it