Good As Gold Paroles

And when you tell me you agree, apple don’t fall far from the tree
I like you but I have standards you hate me, but now you’re naked
I like you but I have standards you hate me, but now you’re naked

So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines
And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out
So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines
And my lungs filled with smoke from fires I can not put out

I am what I am and I am what they want me to be
Lost everything but they call it a personality
But I know something that you don’t know
Just need my self to be good as gold

Sticks and stones wont hurt my bones
All that remains are the scars that we know
Sticks and stones wont hurt my bones
All that remains are the scars that we know

So my nose bleeds and I cant take no more of these lines I'm good as gold as you've been told
I'm good as gold as you've been told