Good Was Ages Ago

I hate who I become when I drink Belligerent and obscene Hot enough to melt and ice rink With words that I don't mean But every morning I get struck By some noble bolt of dumb luck And the strength to get up Forget all of my dreams Went out of my mind in July Drove all night to Albuquerque To see my friends and dog and Daisy Went crazy holding on Now ten years gone I finally let go Given my weak, fragile threshold For thinking that an echo Is the same thing as the song Even if it's all wrong Even if it's long gone Woo I know I'm weak Spend my life hiding Drinkin', thinkin' about dying Not brave enough to try it At least when things are good But good was ages ago Some story I was told To make sure I'd live young and die old And do the things I should But they never thought I would Do you remember good?