Handcuffs
I'd arrest you if I had handcuffs
I'd arrest you if I had the time
I'd throw you down in the back seat
As if you'd committed a terrible crime
I'd break into a towns worth of houses
And rob whole family's blind
I'd do it to you like you do it to me
If I knew you would get away fine
I'd drown all these crying babies
If I knew that their mothers wouldn't cry
I'd hold them down and I'd squeeze real soft
To let a piece of myself die
It's hard to be the better man
When you forget you're trying
It's hard to be the better man
I'd arrest you if I had handcuffs
I'd arrest you if I had time
I'd wait for you outside the courtroom
And taunt you when all your appeals were declined
I'd drive my car off of the bridge
If I knew that you weren't inside
Put the pedal to the floor, who could ask for more?
A fantastic way to kill some time
You could lay on your back and be beaten
You could put up your fists and fight
You could try any way out
(Way out, way out, way, way out, way out)
It's hard be the better man
When you forget you're trying
It's hard to be the better man
When you're still lying
It's hard to be the better man
When you forget you're trying
It's hard to be the better man
When you're still lying
You're still lying
I'd arrest you if I had the time
I'd throw you down in the back seat
As if you'd committed a terrible crime
I'd break into a towns worth of houses
And rob whole family's blind
I'd do it to you like you do it to me
If I knew you would get away fine
I'd drown all these crying babies
If I knew that their mothers wouldn't cry
I'd hold them down and I'd squeeze real soft
To let a piece of myself die
It's hard to be the better man
When you forget you're trying
It's hard to be the better man
I'd arrest you if I had handcuffs
I'd arrest you if I had time
I'd wait for you outside the courtroom
And taunt you when all your appeals were declined
I'd drive my car off of the bridge
If I knew that you weren't inside
Put the pedal to the floor, who could ask for more?
A fantastic way to kill some time
You could lay on your back and be beaten
You could put up your fists and fight
You could try any way out
(Way out, way out, way, way out, way out)
It's hard be the better man
When you forget you're trying
It's hard to be the better man
When you're still lying
It's hard to be the better man
When you forget you're trying
It's hard to be the better man
When you're still lying
You're still lying
Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Accardi, Jesse Thomas Lacey, Brian Marc Lane, Garrett James Tierney
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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