It Could Be Worse
Oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
It could be worse
It could be that I grew tired of corny love stories
And had to make one on my own
It could be that my folks raised a peasant
Not yet ready for the throne
Wouldn't it be a kick if I just needed some inspiration
And I had nothing to write about?
It could be that I was drowning in security
And gasping for some doubt
Everyone agrees
Everybody say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
The president say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
The church says: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
My friends say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
I can't write what I feel, there ain't enough ink in my quill
Curse this strength, curse this force of will
Curse me, just curse me Calamity
Curse me, and set me to be
It could be that there was another woman
I haven't actually met
She may be fine, but how can she ever meet
The standards that you set
It could be that you never were
And I'm at the lousy end of a pretty good tune
It could be that the audience was bored
And, so sorry, but I must be leaving soon
Everyone agrees
All the people say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
The television say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Part of my mind say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
My mother say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
I can only know what I've always known
That emotions seem to have a mind of their own
Curse me, just curse me Calamity
Curse me, and set me to be
There might have been too many four-leaf clovers
And I started thinking I was rich
It could be that I was coming down
With a dreaded case of the four year itch
It could be that your friends took you away from me
Then I could blame someone else
But it could be that you were terrified
While you watched me take away myself
I can only know what I've always known
That emotions seem to have a mind of their own
Curse me, just curse me Calamity
The world says: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
The government says: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
The obituary says: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
You say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Maybe they're right, maybe they're wrong
Oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
It could be worse
It could be that I grew tired of corny love stories
And had to make one on my own
It could be that my folks raised a peasant
Not yet ready for the throne
Wouldn't it be a kick if I just needed some inspiration
And I had nothing to write about?
It could be that I was drowning in security
And gasping for some doubt
Everyone agrees
Everybody say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
The president say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
The church says: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
My friends say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
I can't write what I feel, there ain't enough ink in my quill
Curse this strength, curse this force of will
Curse me, just curse me Calamity
Curse me, and set me to be
It could be that there was another woman
I haven't actually met
She may be fine, but how can she ever meet
The standards that you set
It could be that you never were
And I'm at the lousy end of a pretty good tune
It could be that the audience was bored
And, so sorry, but I must be leaving soon
Everyone agrees
All the people say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
The television say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Part of my mind say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
My mother say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
I can only know what I've always known
That emotions seem to have a mind of their own
Curse me, just curse me Calamity
Curse me, and set me to be
There might have been too many four-leaf clovers
And I started thinking I was rich
It could be that I was coming down
With a dreaded case of the four year itch
It could be that your friends took you away from me
Then I could blame someone else
But it could be that you were terrified
While you watched me take away myself
I can only know what I've always known
That emotions seem to have a mind of their own
Curse me, just curse me Calamity
The world says: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
The government says: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
The obituary says: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
You say: oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Oh oh, nah nah, it could be worse
Maybe they're right, maybe they're wrong
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Writer(s): Charlie D Bookout
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