Better

[Verse 1] Life still strings me along So I never ring the alarm I hide away like nobody gets my charm And you can't steal home from me If you wanna try you can test my arm Smoke like a fog machine Oh and it's all I breathe Oh [?] Oh it's all I see Wine, cheese squares, at the end of your rat maze Mom's got the shopping fetish Pop's got their man caves Some of us drugs, some of us cars Some of us blueberry pancakes Some of us, well it's alcohol And without that some of our hands shake Face all discolored Not supposed to be this color When are we going to discover that None of us need all this cover, oh We gotta sit back less We gotta go hunt more One of those things we run from One of those things we run for Escape, run away, run away cause you want more But fate's gonna knock up, gonna knock up at your front door [Hook] I've been staying up all night wandering the streets I don't know what I'm lookin' for I've been staying up all night wandering the streets I don't know what I'm lookin' for I'm just tryna get better, I'm just tryna get better I'm just tryna get better, I'm just tryna get better [Verse 2] Maybe like Johnny B. Goode I'm more like Donny I'm off in the woods Not in the 'burbs, not in the hoods, wherever I'm going It's not what I should I was runnin' and runnin' and runnin' Now I am diggin' and diggin' and diggin' I will never go catch my own tail I can never get back to beginnin' They say born for that and maybe built for this And if you weren't, there's a pill for this That's kissy faces and hissy fits I keep pushin, I'm Sisyphus I'm too broke to be Johnny Cash Too poor for a body cast My insurance isn't all of that No ambulance, we're not calling that I tough it out, that's the Irish side Rise and grind, no five-to-nine And I'm feeling cornered like a Five & Dine And they're watching me like a private eye Can't find the brakes, maybe I'll crash Maybe I'll break, maybe I'll crack Maybe I'll float, maybe I won't Maybe I'll stay here all night in the cold [Hook]