good day pull the broken glass out of my hands and face. 
I can’t stand to see you there just staring into space. 
seven lonely hours from now the sun will set. 
and will we still be fighting then or will you follow me? 
let’s go back to bed we’ll see what we got left. 
she said “today is a good day. today is a good day. today is a good day to die.” 
if you woke up this morning with the house on fire 
what would you take what would you leave behind? 
if you woke up this morning here and I was gone what would you regret? 
what do you wish you’d said? 
would you drop some bomb? 
were you faking it all along? 
today is a good day. today is a good day. today is a good day to die. 
today is a good day, as good as any other day.
 today is a good day to die. 
Could you be satisfied with me? 
could you be satisfied to be? 
hey you who wanted to be free we forgot to ask what freedom means. 
it’s a good day. it’s a good day. today is a good day to die.
 today is a good day, as good as the next day. today is a good day to die.