Good Grief

Though your heart desires the things that money can buy Emptiness lies through the glass, I shield your eyes There`s nothing out there for you, my dear There`s nothing out there for you Let me tell you about the good things The good things I know your head is full of big ideas You ain`t missing anything, have no fear I have touched the grass so green on the other side It will grieve you and deceive you with disguise There`s nothing out there for you, my dear There`s nothing out there for you Let me tell you about the good things The good things I know you pine for things you see in magazines That world brings heartache, now it`s not real, believe me Remember all of those good things You know you can`t buy all those good things