This king of overstatement now
Would like to whisper
Sweet something in your ear all day
From now till then
I cant 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
Theres got to be
Something better than

We stink of understatement, were so over-friendly
More people to latch on to
More ears to bend
And Ive 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 wouldnt matter all that much
It wouldnt mean a thing to me
So answer me
Do you believe its true?
Theres gotta be something better than

So dont listen to
Dont listen to yourselves
We are addicted to ourselves
We leave room for on one else
So answer me
Do you believe its true?
Theres gotta be something better than

Keep pushin back and youll come up roses (x2)
Were not the same even though we share a name
Keep pushin back and youll 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 its nothing to you (x2)
No its nothing to you
Its something better than this

But its nothing to you (x2)
No its nothing to you
Its something better than this