A Better Place — текст песни (George Smith)

I`d like to tell you a story
come sit with me here by the sea
I cant promise it wont be a long one
but I need you here to listen to me
I cant make sense of all that I`m feeling
& I dont expect you to understand
but when you`re feeling like nothing else matters...
You`re asking me all the wrong questions
its true that you dont understand
But I can`t help the way that I`m thinking
and I know that you`re mad but dont cry if you can
Don`t think that I`m being an outcast
or just another teenage whore
Cos if I knew of some other way out there
I wouldn`t be with you now up here up high up on
Some people say there is but one way out
I disagree can`t you hear me shout
I`m sick of the looks and I`m sick of the stares
I`m sick of the ones that glance into the air
I`m sick of those tight-fisted wannabe fucks
How can you love when you`re sick of yourself?
I`m sick of the looks that I`m getting
Cos I`m the only one with enough balls to be brave
I`m sicker than sick of just feeling this way
thinking that there must be something that`s better that`s out there
What is out there???
Nothing is out there...
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I`d like to sit by the ocean,
curl up with a needle or 2
I think that you know what I`m getting at...