Better Like This

I don't think I'll be able to turn the page
Because the book's not really over yet
The last chapter is way too long
And I'm getting tired of reading the same words

And my illusions were just illusions
You made me realize that I was a jerk
Anyway, it's better like this

I'd rather stay at home alone but damn I miss our living room
Do you still have those pictures? They're worth a thousand words

Your mom always said that I made you sick
But I don't believe that it's really true
She was just jealous of our happiness
It didn't last forever but it was real

I just couldn't clean up after myself
I'd forget to change the sheets, clean the litter box
But if this is what you try to call love

I'd rather stay at home alone but how I loved our front door porch
Do you still have my letters? It's better than pictures

And my illusions were just illusions
You made me realize that I was a jerk
But anyway, it's better like this

Anyway, it's better like this.



Credits
Writer(s): Frederic Samuel Jacques, Hugo Mudie, Pablo Boerr, Louis Valiquette, Marc Andre Beaudet
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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