Your girlfriend never thanked me for being such a pyroLighter matches with my eyes closed, kerosene in your mouthDrove you so far away, it's like I went and dropped you off at her houseI know you kept my number, in case you wonder, like where is she now?You say you wanna check in, you're only checking on how I turned outI'm doing better, I don't know if you remember when I told you in SeptemberThat you wouldn't recognize meWhen I'm in public and I just got back from LondonProbably spent a couple hundred on some bougie f***ing IVsI went and saw a psychic, went on a f***ing dietI always thought that I'd be happier if I could buy itI'm doing better, I've been looking for my sign upBut my tummy still hurts, why does better feel worse?Oh, better feels worseOh, better feels worseYour girlfriend never thanked me for making her go viralNow I'm her idol, I get sad and spiralYeah, I'll buy you a new whip, but you'll never see me take the high roadI know you kept my number, in case you wonder, like where is she now?You say you wanna check in, you're only checking on how I turned outI'm doing better, I don't know if you remember when I told you in DecemberThat you wouldn't recognize meAfter the club, I was learning how to grow up, had a wet dreamThen I woke up, I was on a stage with MileyI felt like I was flying, I felt the stars aligningI always thought that if I ever got this high, I'd like itI'm doing better, I've been looking for my sign upBut my tummy still hurts, why does better feel worse?Oh, why does better feel worse?Oh, better feels worseSmiling on the outside, crying on the insideYou would never know, cause I'm posing with my good sideSmiling on the outside, dying on the insideSmiling on the outside, dying on the insideYou would never know, I'm posing with my good sideI'm doing better, I've been looking for my sign upBut my tummy still hurts, why does better feel worse?Oh