| Song | On the Picket Fence |
| Artist | The Good Life |
| Album | Help Wanted Nights |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Good Life | |
| Things are good | |
| We should take a polaroid, a memento | |
| Before the moment's destroyed | |
| We constantly bicker, these flickering moods | |
| We’re hardly making any sense | |
| Either you love me or you leave me | |
| Don’t you leave me on this picket fence | |
| It’s been hard | |
| We’ve both got our histories | |
| That haunt these homes | |
| But I ain’t bathing in our misery | |
| So pour me a drink and don’t pour it too weak | |
| And grab it from the top shelf | |
| I ain’t asking for redemption | |
| And this ain’t no cry for help | |
| Well, things are good | |
| We take it all for granted | |
| We turn that wheel | |
| Back to all our bad habits | |
| But I don’t believe we need love to succeed | |
| But the least you could do is pretend | |
| Either you love me or you leave me | |
| Don’t you leave me on this picket fence | |
| Either you love me or you’ll leave me, don’t you leave me |
| zuo qu : Good Life | |
| Things are good | |
| We should take a polaroid, a memento | |
| Before the moment' s destroyed | |
| We constantly bicker, these flickering moods | |
| We' re hardly making any sense | |
| Either you love me or you leave me | |
| Don' t you leave me on this picket fence | |
| It' s been hard | |
| We' ve both got our histories | |
| That haunt these homes | |
| But I ain' t bathing in our misery | |
| So pour me a drink and don' t pour it too weak | |
| And grab it from the top shelf | |
| I ain' t asking for redemption | |
| And this ain' t no cry for help | |
| Well, things are good | |
| We take it all for granted | |
| We turn that wheel | |
| Back to all our bad habits | |
| But I don' t believe we need love to succeed | |
| But the least you could do is pretend | |
| Either you love me or you leave me | |
| Don' t you leave me on this picket fence | |
| Either you love me or you' ll leave me, don' t you leave me |
| zuò qǔ : Good Life | |
| Things are good | |
| We should take a polaroid, a memento | |
| Before the moment' s destroyed | |
| We constantly bicker, these flickering moods | |
| We' re hardly making any sense | |
| Either you love me or you leave me | |
| Don' t you leave me on this picket fence | |
| It' s been hard | |
| We' ve both got our histories | |
| That haunt these homes | |
| But I ain' t bathing in our misery | |
| So pour me a drink and don' t pour it too weak | |
| And grab it from the top shelf | |
| I ain' t asking for redemption | |
| And this ain' t no cry for help | |
| Well, things are good | |
| We take it all for granted | |
| We turn that wheel | |
| Back to all our bad habits | |
| But I don' t believe we need love to succeed | |
| But the least you could do is pretend | |
| Either you love me or you leave me | |
| Don' t you leave me on this picket fence | |
| Either you love me or you' ll leave me, don' t you leave me |