Sing Good

I used to get the bus to school, the time was all it costed
It took about an hour to get from Kincumber to Gosford
One headphone in my ear, the other one in Zahra's
Phases movin' faster than the wheels
I used to look the lyrics up and Google: What's a chorus?
Wrote some of my own and used GarageBand to record it

'Cause I can't really sing good, but I'm still gonna try it
I might even like the way it feels

I used to do the music class, they gave us an assignment
To write a little song, no real rules or gear requirement
And I can't really play good, but I've got a computer
And I put in the practice so I'm just gonna use it
And I got a forty percent but I didn't care
'Cause, it meant I knew somethin' they didn't
I might never see them again
But I hope they're well and they like the new songs that I've written

'Cause I can't really sing good, but I'm still gonna try it
If somethin' really feels good, why then would I fight it?
And I can't really play good, but I've got a computer
I hear it in my mind and make it real

(I don't know how to slow it)
(But I wish that I could do it now)
(And I don't know how to stop)
(Once upon a time, I let it out)

One day when I'm older, I might do somethin' else
But I'll still write the stories and I'll sing them to myself
I'll sing them in the kitchen, I'll sing them when it's quiet
'Cause when the melody is meant for me, I'm gonna find it
I sit out on the balcony with my oldest friend
The spirit in the room with me that carries my pen

'Cause I can't really sing good, but I'm still gonna try it
'Cause I like makin' music and someone's gotta write it
'Cause I can't really sing good, but I'm still gonna try it
If only 'cause I like the way it feels