Drones

[Verse] The graveyards fill, the dancefloors fill The bar stools fill, but everyone's empty The desk chairs fill, the sickbeds fill The car parks fill, but I am still empty [Pre-Chorus] The church bell rings And my cold heart chills My glass is empty And your glass is filled [Chorus] And you’re getting better You're getting better And you're getting better And I’m getting bitter [Verse] The graveyards fill, the dancefloors fill The bar stools fill, but everyone's еmpty The desk chairs fill, the sickbеds fill The car parks fill, but I'm still empty [Pre-Chorus] The church bell rings My cold heart chills And my glass is empty Yeah, your glass is filled [Chorus] And you're getting better Yeah, you're getting better And you're getting better And I'm getting bitter [Bridge] Maybe I always wanted to be like you Maybe you always wanted to be like me And maybe I always wanted to be like (You) [Outro] (Maybe I always wanted to be like you) (And maybe you always wanted to be like me)