How Come And Why Lyrics

How come everything good goes to bits how come everybody wantin' me to quit any why is it that only the good die any why do I gotta always get high How come everything good goes to bits how come everybody wantin' me to quit any why is it that only the good die any why do I gotta always get high I travel on rainy roads and hydroplane through life knife marks on my back behind my eye's the strife feel like the last domino in the row when will I fall? like "Knife", belly up to the bar I don't care at all try to stay between the ditches after last call blurry sight I'm not right it's me I fight might win, might not might live, might rot I float above kites 'cause it feels like the right spot my brain is shot all my circuits are shorted all the blotter I dropped the white girl that I snorted when I could or couldn't afford it my man said there was "no way out" put a piece in his mouth put a hole in his head to let his soul climb out I can't go that route I was born a fighter symbolism is a bitch, ain't it? it get's deeper I had a dream about the Grim Reaper he had a beeper How come everything good goes to bits how come everybody wantin' me to quit any why is it that only the good die any why do I gotta always get high How come everything good goes to bits how come everybody wantin' me to quit any why is it that only the good die any why do I gotta always get high Surrounded by stripper and drunks drug-addicts, geniuses and punks and I'm the mental patient been asleep for a month see no good at all find me in the house bumpin' classical music starin' at the wall winter, spring, summer or fall all you have to do is call but I ain't pickin' up the phone no one else can say "goodbye" when I'm alone he's a full-blown manic depressant with pain to kill the only peace I've ever known was in a pill so I say ill suck it up no one can feel me if you tell me that you love me I think that you want to kill me so I change my name to "Mr. Apathy" any why 'cause I don't want to deal with anything I run from demons with medical names sleep in the trenches of the nang? and gang-bangin' my brain while I'm changin' lanes looks like it's to late I don't deal with the depth I feel I isolate How come everything good goes to bits how come everybody wantin' me to quit any why is it that only the good die any why do I gotta always get high How come everything good goes to bits how come everybody wantin' me to quit any why is it that only the good die any why do I gotta always get high What am I to do in a world full of sin inside bubblin', turmoil within medicate self the head starts to spin was I born to lose it seems I'll never win I look around I've lost all of my friends looked down upon by all of my kin can't smile all I can give is half a grin guess I'll drink and just play pretend How come everything good goes to bits how come everybody wantin' me to quit any why is it that only the good die any why do I gotta always get high How come everything good goes to bits how come everybody wantin' me to quit any why is it that only the good die any why do I gotta always get high How come everything good goes to bits how come everybody wantin' me to quit any why is it that only the good die any why do I gotta always get high How come everything good goes to bits how come everybody wantin' me to quit any why is it that only the good die any why do I gotta always get high I got to always get high to survive