It's always the next personThat gets the better versionThat also want the personThat's gonna get the better versionYour girlfriend never thanked meFor being such a pyroLighting matches with my eyes closedKerosene in your mouthDrove you so far awayIt's like a winning drop to hop in her houseI know you came onNo moreIn case you wonderLike where is she nowYou say you wanna check inYou're only checkingOn how I turned outI'm doing betterI don't know if you rememberWhen I told you in SeptemberThat you wouldn't recognize meWhen I'm in publicAnd I just got back from LondonProbably spent a couple hundredOn some bougie * happyI wanna show a suckerNow I'm a pussy badI always thought that I'd be happierIf I could bite itI'm doing betterWhile I've been looking for myselfWhile my tummy's still hurtWhy does, why doesBetter feel worse though?Why does better feel worse though?Better feel worseYour girlfriend never thanked meWhat?Let's go* it, I'm a high roadI get satisfied lonelyI'll buy a new whipBut you'll never see me take the high roadI'll never see me take the high roadI know you came all overIn case you wonderLike, where is she now?You say you wanna check inYou're only checkingOn how I turned outI'm doing betterI don't know if you rememberWhen I told you in DecemberThat you wouldn't recognize meAfter the glow upI was learning how to goI'm betterBut you better woke upOn how I turned outI felt like I was flyingI felt the stars aligningI always thought thatIf I ever got this highI'd make it *I'm doing betterI've been looking for my centerBut my tummy still hurtsWhy does better feel worse though?Why does better feel worse though?Smiling on the outsideCrying on the insideYou will never knowI'm pausing with a good sighSmiling on the outsideDying on the insideWhy does better feel worse though?Why does better feel worse though?Radio CityGive it up for my incredible * bandOn stage tonightWe've got Cameron on the drumsWe've got Cameron on the drumsWe got Nick on guitarWe got Nick on guitarWe got Lexi on guitarWe got Lexi on guitarAnd we got Sophie on the bassAnd we got Sophie on the bassSmiling on the outsideCrying on the insideYou will never knowI'm pausing with a good sighI'm doing betterI've been looking for my centerBut my tummy still hurtsWhy does better feel worse?I guess I should have thanked youFor letting me go psychoI hit you with a low blowBaby, it's just promoIf I could write that song againI wouldBut I wouldn't put it out there