Better Things Songtext
von Broadway

We go back down
We sing the same complaints again
And again
I feel like everything is right on top of me
But even so, I′m doing quite alright
I usually count myself out by now, but not this time
And I just thought you should know

I won't stop till every bone inside my body falls apart
You said, "Clear all the brush and make way for better things"
′Cause I'm the best at what I do and I won't stop till I hear you
Sing along at the top of your lungs
To every word, to every song I wrote for you


Hopelessly chasing lines until my death
It′s so ironic that
Honestly, I don′t think the means are worth it in the end
But I do my best and write off all the rest
The path is wider than I thought, but fate
Has kept me walking in the dark
So I don't lose my place

I won′t stop till every bone inside my body falls apart
You said, "Clear all the brush and make way for better things"
'Cause I′m the best at what I do and I won't stop till I hear you
Sing along at the top of your lungs
To every word, to every song I wrote for you

And every time it ends this way
I don′t look back, I've got nothing to say
Only things to sing

I won't stop till every bone inside my body falls apart
You said, "Clear all the brush and make way for better things"
′Cause I′m the best at what I do and I won't stop till I hear you
Sing along at the top of your lungs
To every word, to every song I wrote for you

To every word, to every song I wrote for you