Better Than Most

Better than most at feeling your pain

Walking wounded through the stars tonight

We wander the plains

Pointing pistols at the dawn

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Never looked into your eyes this long

With a dollar's worth of distance run

Courtesy of the broken, holy one

Your lipstick is thick, but Paris is gone

And I wish this was a crowded room

Now the challenge is on

And I never learned to fly

[Chorus]

Better than most at feeling no pain

Just as soon as you arrive, we'll start

I want to explain

Why I never learned to fly

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Better than most at feeling your pain

Better then most at feeling your pain