This king of overstatement now
Would like to whisper
Sweet something in your ear all day
From now till then
I canÔÇÖt swim for (irons) on my tail, they want an answer
And hip-hip hooray, we lose again
Dear god, you can suit yourself
Oh you could be, an amputee
ThereÔÇÖs got to be
Something better than
We stink of understatement, weÔÇÖre so over-friendly
More people to latch on to
More ears to bend
And IÔÇÖve swam the long route home enough, yeah broken shoulders
And hip-hip hooray, we lose again
Dear god, how do you forgive yourself
You could be an amputee
It wouldnÔÇÖt matter all that much
It wouldnÔÇÖt mean a thing to me
So answer me
Do you believe its true?
ThereÔÇÖs gotta be something better than
So dont listen to
DonÔÇÖt listen to yourselves
We are addicted to ourselves
We leave room for on one else
So answer me
Do you believe its true?
ThereÔÇÖs gotta be something better than
Keep pushinÔÇÖ back and youÔÇÖll come up roses (x2)
WeÔÇÖre not the same even though we share a name
Keep pushinÔÇÖ back and youÔÇÖll come up roses (x2)
I've heard it all before
Seen it all before
Played this scene before
Oh 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 itÔÇÖs nothing to you (x2)
No itÔÇÖs nothing to you
ItÔÇÖs something better than this
But itÔÇÖs nothing to you (x2)
No itÔÇÖs nothing to you
ItÔÇÖs something better than this
