Better Days

What's good about a good thing

That turns it's back and walks away.

What's the point in a good love.

That never has the time to stay.

Well it has to be a cruel mind

To have the time to make up this game

Oh I'll put on a brave face

But inside I'm really not the same

So if you're callin' to see how I'm doing

You're rubbing salt into my wound

But if you really want to know the truth

I've had better days

But nobody's gonna better you

Well I might have had a better love

But I really don't remember who

It's not unusual to hope for things you ain't gonna get

It's not a crime to keep on wishin' it ain't over yet

I've been waiting for the sweet words from lips

Ah, you know the sound of your voice is something that I can't resist.

So if you're callin' to see how I'm doing

You're rubbin' salt into my wounds

But if you really wanna know the truth

It ain't easy getting over you

I've had better, but nobody's gotta better you

Well I might have had a better love

But I really don't remember who.

So if you're callin' to see how I'm doing

You're rubbin' salt into my wounds

But if you really wanna know the truth

I've had better days, but nobody's gonna better you

Well I might have had a better love

But I really don't remember who.