Why do I fantasize the end?
And wonder who'd show up
Who'll cry at the service?
Why do I lie with her in bed
And tell myself that she was
She was happier with him?

Put me out of my misery
I need to change up the scenery
Put me out of my misery
And put me right into yours

Good grief, why am I made this way?
I need to rain on my own parade
I think that there is a part of me
That loves a little good grief
Why do I seek this pain?
I need to throw myself into flames
I think that there is a part of me
That loves a little good grief

Why do I say I miss my friends
Only to make plans
And cancel last minute?
Why do I only just listen
To the end of "la la land"
To ruin the mood I'm in?
To ruin the mood I'm in?

Good grief, why am I made this way?
I need to rain on my own parade
I think that there is a part of me
That loves a little good grief
Why do I seek this pain?
I need to throw myself into the flames
I think that there is a part of me
That loves a little good grief

That loves a little good grief
That loves a little (yeah)

Put me out of my misery
I need to change up the scenery
Put me out of my misery
And put me right into yours

Good grief, why am I made this way?
I need to rain on my own parade
I think that there is a part of me
That loves a little good grief
Why do I seek this pain?
I need to throw myself into the flames
I think that there is a part of me
That loves a little good grief

That loves a little good grief
That loves a little (yeah)

Excuse me, sir
Could you point me to the nearest bad time?