Better Than That -

I’m trying so hard not to love them too fast

But I pull the horses, and race from the track

Relapse of all reality, and never look back

Want a real, hard love that’s better than that

I’m trying so hard not to bury myself

Beneath the dirt and the flowers is somebody else

Yeah, beauty is blinding and darkness runs deep

Wanna hold onto him and still hold onto me

Cocaine, whiskey, rye

They don’t even compare to how love makes me high

So I won’t push my luck

I’ll sober up

I won’t feed off of it till it dies

Hmm, hm-hmm

I’m trying so hard to stay right where I am

I drop my mind in reverse to speed up ahead

Breakdown on a road that just leaves me for dead

Want the peace of the present to stear me instead

Cocaine, whiskey, rye

They don’t even compare to how love makes me high

So I won’t push my luck

I’ll sober up

I won’t feed off of it till it dies

Yeah, I’ve got a history, I know you do too

What the hell would we be without what we’ve been through

And I don’t give a damn about the mud on your boots

I just want you

Cocaine, whiskey, rye

They don’t even compare to how love makes me high

So I won’t push my luck

I’ll sober up

I won’t feed off of it till it dies

Till it dies

Oh