Lyrics 33 (Good Die Young) - Sam Tinnesz

You never know
Until you know
When the bed's left empty on the other side
Waking up all alone
Nightmare with open eyes

Hanging by a heartstring
Almost busted
I don't got a single word
I got nothing
What is this reality?
I don't trust it
I don't trust it

I hate to say goodbye
Now that it's over
Is it really over?
I hate myself sometimes
Now that I'm older
Wish I held you closer

Some get 33 trips around the sun
Why do the good die young?
The good die young
33 trips around the sun
Seems like heaven gets the best ones
When the good die young

Send a text to her phone
Just to make it feel like she's still here
Every night I see her ghost
Behind me in a broken mirror
Hanging by a hurricane
World is spinning
Memories are novacane
Tunnel vision

I hate to say goodbye
Now that it's over
Is it really over?
I hate myself sometimes
Now that I'm older
Wish I held you closer

Some get 33 trips around the sun
Why do the good die young?
The good die young
33 trips around the sun
Seems like heaven gets the best ones
When the good die young

When the good die young

I hate to say goodbye
Now that it's over
I hate myself sometimes
Now that I'm older
Wish I held you closer

Some get 33 trips around the sun
Why do the good die young?
The good die young
33 trips around the sun
Seems like heaven gets the best ones
When the good die young

Why do the good die young?
Heaven gets the best ones
When the good die young