Most of the time
I wish you weren't so sad all the time
And I wish that I could fix it
But I can't

Most of the time
I don't call you late at night
Cause I'm scared that you're drinking
And that hurts like hell

But I remember queen songs
In the passenger seat
You were singing along
And smiling at me

And things were good
And things were good
And things were good
And things were good

Most of the time
You don't listen to anyone at all
And I'm proud that you're stubborn
And that scares me to death

Most of the time
Things seem to be getting worse
You're alone in Cookeville
After he left

But I remember baseball
You were in the seats
Mad at dad for carrying on
And yelling at me

And things were good
And things were good
And things were good
And things were good

And I know that you say everything's going to be OK
My last cry for help I convinced myself that's true
Cause I can see your grand kids
In the back seat
Spillin' all their sundaes
From dairy queen

And things are good
And things are good
And things are good
And things are good
Oh and things are good
Oh and things are good
Oh and things are good
Oh and things are good

They say you're a disease
You look so human to me
I'm trying so hard to see
You're just a broken person like me
You're trying hard to break free
Never would intend this hurting
So I'm sorry for the ways that you hurt, too
Everything suppressed that you've kept in you
Thank you for everything you've done
Know that I'm standing here still a proud son
Cheers to a brighter future full of us
Running to hell and back
In the name of love