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I¡¯m a bitter pill on your tongue, but I tell you
I¡¯m better than nothing at all
I go down as smooth as a nail or a memory
Drowning in alcohol
You¡¯re afraid of the outside
You¡¯re afraid of the outside creeping in
You don¡¯t really want me, but you¡¯d better believe
I¡¯m the ghost in your closet when you turn the lights out
I¡¯m rattling ¡®round through your bones
I know all your secret designs and amusements
I¡¯m listening on the phone
You¡¯re afraid of the outside
You¡¯re afraid of the outside creeping in
You don¡¯t really want me, but you¡¯d better believe
I¡¯m better than nothing at all
I¡¯m better than nothing at all
I¡¯m the rock at the bottom of where you are falling
And when we kiss you¡¯ll be there
I¡¯m the thorn in your side when you¡¯re trying to be cool
(But nobody really cares¡)
You¡¯re afraid of the outside
You¡¯re afraid of the outside creeping in
You don¡¯t really want me, but you¡¯d better believe
I¡¯m better than nothing at all
I¡¯m better than nothing at all
I¡¯m better than nothing at all
Does it matter much that I¡¯m such a pariah?
You¡¯re tired and bored with yourself
We could be a royal couple of nothings
¡®Cause nothing suits you well
You¡¯re afraid of the outside
You¡¯re afraid of the outside creeping in
You don¡¯t really want me, but you¡¯d better believe
I¡¯m better than nothing at all
I¡¯m better than nothing at all
I¡¯m better than nothing at all
I¡¯m better than nothing at all
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