[Verse 1]
I have always loved you, or at least at first I did
The night I saw you dying with your wet pack of cigarettes
With the porch lights out, I started running to the backyard fence
If I could make it to the other side, I thought I'd never see you again

[Chorus]
Because all good things go
Every good thing goes
And every good boy grows
To hate his own good son

[Verse 2]
Brother, you left all your friends on the barber's floor when you cut your hair
And if I had cracked your ribs while I swung at you in the winter air
Then I'd find nothing but a stomach full of liquor and a cavity there
Where you'd sold your precious organs to pay your cross-town fare

[Chorus]
Bеcause all good things go
Every good thing goes
And еvery good boy grows
To hate his own good son

[Instrumental]