Better Than That
I'm tryin' so hard not to love him too fast
Line up all the horses and race round the track
And relax around reality and never look back
Want real hard love that's better than that
I'm tryin' so hard not to bury myself
Beneath the dirt and the flowers of somebody else
Yeah beauty is blinding and darkness runs deep
Wanna hold on to to him, still hold on to me
Cocaine and whiskey ride
They don't even compare to how love makes me high
So I won't push my luck
I'll sober up
I won't feed off of it till it dies
I'm tryin' so hard to stay right where I am
And I drive my mind in reverse, and speed up ahead
Break down on the road that just leaves me for dead
Want the peace of the present to steer me instead
Cocaine and whiskey ride
They don't even compare to how love makes me high
So I won't push my luck
I'll sober up
I won't feed off of it till it dies
Now I've got a history, I know you do too
Where the hell would we be without what we've been through
And I don't give a damn about the mud on your boots
I just want you
Cocaine and whiskey ride
They don't even compare to how love makes me high
So I won't push my luck
I'll sober up
I won't feed off of it till it dies
Till it dies
Line up all the horses and race round the track
And relax around reality and never look back
Want real hard love that's better than that
I'm tryin' so hard not to bury myself
Beneath the dirt and the flowers of somebody else
Yeah beauty is blinding and darkness runs deep
Wanna hold on to to him, still hold on to me
Cocaine and whiskey ride
They don't even compare to how love makes me high
So I won't push my luck
I'll sober up
I won't feed off of it till it dies
I'm tryin' so hard to stay right where I am
And I drive my mind in reverse, and speed up ahead
Break down on the road that just leaves me for dead
Want the peace of the present to steer me instead
Cocaine and whiskey ride
They don't even compare to how love makes me high
So I won't push my luck
I'll sober up
I won't feed off of it till it dies
Now I've got a history, I know you do too
Where the hell would we be without what we've been through
And I don't give a damn about the mud on your boots
I just want you
Cocaine and whiskey ride
They don't even compare to how love makes me high
So I won't push my luck
I'll sober up
I won't feed off of it till it dies
Till it dies
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Writer(s): Suzanne Santo
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