Better Than the Worst

This city has plagiarized your thoughts
 This city has ruined all that there was left in me
 Cigarette stained teeth chatter in the winter's air
 And broken people quench the cycle
 Of these broken habits
 These broken habits
 And I'm looking through the window
 To a life I could have lead
 Where I would be sober and normal
 If I just walked through the door
 Through that door
 But darlin' I can't lie to you
 That the sun feels so good out here
 Yeah darlin' I can't lie to you
 That the sun feels so good out here
 I'm not growing up I'm slowly dying
 Pokin' holes in the pixels
 Of this decaying portrait
 This life we lead is a bittersweet distraction
 As the grown child screams
 For more and more attention
 And the muffled ears of the spectators
 Render indifferent
 Wrinkled brow shy to anything
 But solitude and silence
 But I'm begging you darlin'
 Don't lull your thoughts into compliance
 Yeah I'm begging you darlin'
 Don't lull your thoughts into compliance
 Even after the match is burnt out
 The fire that it lit still rages on
 Even after the match is burnt out
 The fire that it lit still rages on
 Even after the match is burnt out
 The fire that it lit still rages on
 Even after the match is burnt out
 The fire that it lit still rages on
 And on and on and on and on
 So darlin' bottles up and carry on