Milk Street lyrics

You are good You are kind You are drunk all the time But never drunk enough As you're battered by the underside of what we swore we wanted Bothered by the crapshoot that has put you half to sleep A sorely needed sleep I'll hang outside the door all night I'll bang on the door all night You are good You are brave No matter what you say But never brave enough As you're trying to shield Your glass newborn from the dodgeballs And aching for children That you have never seen But it's still a tragedy It's still a tragedy It's still a tragedy