Here now the pain of love’s bitter reality… surrounds me But how can they be better if love always leaves… every time? (Lost in a fevered dream) Every time.
But if we lie now, will we make it? If it hurts, surely I can take it… Is this really what we both need?
Is someone better who you’re dying to see or is someone better who you’re trying to be?
Love, now You’ve poisoned everything in my reprieve… with insecurities And now You’ve returned with doubts, undoubtedly… You’d love me (was it an opportunity?) To hate me.
Is there someone better that you’re dying to meet or are you waiting for someone better than me? Will I be a better someone for setting you free or am I someone better that I can’t see?
Someone better… (for the love that you need) Someone better… (for the love that I seek)
Time and time again, you push me to the brink To abandon ship and swim before we sink But these thoughts don’t fade away when I sleep
Isn’t someone better who you’re supposed to be?
Because you were the one fall in love with me
The future is no surprise if you can predictably say ‘someone better’ is someone I’m gonna meet? Cause I’m sure as hell that someone better isn’t someone I need If someone better is who you’re supposed to be.
Is someone better God has yet to create? Because someone better always seems to escape “Someone better” - an excuse to abandon and break When you won’t accept your love’s been a mistake.