Better Things lyrics

After shows, all the time
Meet the band, do a line
Hotel room, double bed
Empty sex and then regret

Kiss and tell, well tell a friend
So and so would like to spend
More time in my company
Thinks he could fall in love with me

And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired
And I've got better things to do tonight
Than cultivate your vacuous desires
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Three days later, there's no texts
What the hell did you expect?
He's only in it for himself
For the money, for the wealth

A shallow kiss to fill a void
A broken heart, a lonely boy
You took advantage of his pain
Took his dignity for fame

And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired
And I've got better things to do tonight
Than cultivate your vacuous desires

And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired
And I've got better things to do tonight
Than cultivate your vacuous desires