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
[Chorus]

Better than most at feeling your pain
Better then most at feeling your pain