This king of overstatement now would like to whisper
Sweet something in your ear all day from now til then
I can't swim for irons on my tail they want an answer
Hip hip hooray we lose again
Dear god you can suit yourself

You could be an amputee
There's gotta be something better than

We stink of understatement we're so over-friendly
More people to latch onto more ears to bend
I swam the long route home and I've got broken shoulders
Hip hip hooray we lose again
Dear god how do you forgive yourself

You could be an amputee
It wouldn't matter all that much it wouldn't mean a thing to me
So answer me do you believe it's true
There's gotta be something better than
So don't listen to them listen to yourself
We are addicted to ourselves we leave room for no-one else
So answer me do you believe it's true
There's gotta be something better than

Keep pushing back and we'll come up roses
Keep pushing back and we'll come up roses
Keep pushing back and we'll come up roses
We're not the same even though we share a name
So keep pushing back and you'll come up roses

I've heard it all before seen it all before played this scene before

You could be an amputee
It wouldn't matter all that much it wouldn't mean a thing to me
So answer me do you believe it's true
There's gotta be something better than this
But it's nothing to you
But it's nothing to you
No it's nothing to you
It's something better than this
But it's nothing to you
But it's nothing to you
No it's nothing to you
It's something better than this