I left an open slate
For a moment
That was never
Designed to be
I disappeared for a second
Just so I could meet relief
I couldn't taste the pain I caused
Just the same when I'm still numbing
In the end again
I know I'm flawed
My regards from across this space
Better me
And I'm hoping that it makes a better me
And I'm hoping that it makes a better me
And I'm hoping that it makes a better me
And I'm hoping that it makes a change
Blind again
To a present
Where no one's looking back
Lost in the remnants
Of delusions from my past
Love's never been a fan of me
And the odds are shed plans to attack
Give my sincerest of apologies
Pray one day I awake from her wrath
Better me
And I'm hoping that it makes a better me
And I'm hoping that it makes a better me
And I'm hoping that it makes a better me
And I'm hoping that it makes a change
You shouldn't cross my path
I swear there's not a thing you can do for me
No, not now that I'm
You shouldn't cross my path
I swear there's not a thing you can do for me
No, not now that I'm
You shouldn't cross my path
I swear there's not a thing you can do for me
No, not now that I'm
You shouldn't cross my path
I swear there's not a thing you can do for me
No, not now that I'm better
(Better)
(Better)
(Better)
(Better, ah)
I swear there's not a thing you can do for me
No, not now that I'm better
I swear there's not a thing you can do for me
No, not now that I'm better
I swear there's not a thing you can do for me
No, not now that I'm better
I swear there's not a thing you can do for me
No, not now that I'm better
Better, better, better
Better, better, better