Текст: Weepies. Hideaway. All Good Things.

All good things, all good things
All good things, all good things

Not sure where to go
Everybody I know says I'm too forgiving
And now that I'm gone
I don't wanna move on, I just keep reliving

All good things, all good things
Oh, I wish you
All good things, all good things
Come to an end
All good things, all good things
Oh, I wish you well

This box inside of my head
Empty side of the bed, I fill this place without you
I keep pushing the blues
'Cause I don't want to lose what I love about you

All good things, all good things
Oh, I wish you
All good things, all good things
Come to an end
All good things, all good things
Oh, I wish you well

I could think of a million ways
You've proved you weren't the one
So live inside of your shades of gray
And never mind the sunshine that I'll find

I got so much space now, I got a whole house
With the wind blowing through
I don't need somewhere to hide
I got this whole world inside
I was accustomed to showing you

All good things, all good things
Oh, I wish you
All good things, all good things
Come to an end
All good things, all good things
Oh, I wish you well

All good things, all good things
Oh, oh, oh, oh
All good things, all good things
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
All good things, all good things
Oh, I wish you well