Foo Fighters Good Grief lyrics

Since I'm putting down all of the true things around but I like it
I handed down the crown given the jewels and the answers of may
The thought of being ousted comes and goes
When I think about it the wind blows
I hate it
Run me out of town somewhere a move might intended a gown at
Pissed at all the bowels always the blues and a delicate smile
Missed all of the sideways gull and noun
Chills and petty band-aids, wrapped around
I hate it
Good grief