This king of overstatement now would like to whisper
Sweet something in your ear all day from now 'til then
I can't swim for irons on my tail, they want an answer
Hip hip hooray we lose again
Dear god you can suit yourself
You could be an amputee
There's gotta be something better than...
We stink of understatement, we're so over-friendly
More people to latch onto, more ears to bend
I swam the long route home and I've got broken shoulders and
Hip hip hooray, we lose again
Dear god how do you forgive yourself?
You could be an amputee
It wouldn't matter all that much
It wouldn't mean a thing to me
So answer me, do you believe it's true?
There's gotta be something better than...
So don't listen to them
Listen to yourself
We are addicted to ourselves
We leave room for no-one else
So answer me, do you believe it's true?
There's gotta be something better than...
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Keep pushing back and we'll come up roses
Keep pushing back and we'll come up roses
We're not the same, even though we share a name
So keep pushing back and you'll come up roses
Keep pushing back and you'll come up roses
I've heard it all before
Seen it all before
Played this scene before
Now you could be an amputee
It wouldn't matter all that much
It wouldn't mean a thing to me
So answer me, do you believe it's true?
There's gotta be something better than this
But it's nothing to you
But it's nothing to you
No, it's nothing to you
Something better than this
But it's nothing to you
But it's nothing to you
No, it's nothing to you
Something better than this