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"Better" lyrics

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"Better"

Am I too much to handle?
Is it all in my head?
In time comes an answer
I'll sleep here instead

I only really want the truth
A little more than I want you

Whatcha say? Whatcha say?
It could always get better, if we tried
What's it matter, when it feels right?

I broke all of my habits
To mirror your magic
Somehow you've resisted
So casually committed

I only really want the truth
A little more than I want you

Whatcha say? Whatcha say?
It could always get better, if we tried
What's it matter, when it feels right?

Whatcha say? Whatcha say?
It could always get better, if we tried
What's it matter, when it feels right?

I only really want the truth
A little more than I want you

Whatcha say?
Whatcha say, whatcha say?
It could always get better, if we tried
What's it matter, when it feels right?


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Writer(s): Ryan Patrick Winnen, Chase Alexander Lawrence, Zachary Dyke, Joseph Memmel, John Joseph Joyce
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album: "COIN" (2015)
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