Better Still - St. South

You’ve got to, you need to

Or I’m gonna find another who wants to…

You’re crying texture tales on your patterned drawers

I was scared for you, for the kill of the cause

What you’re gonna say to me when I’m on my knees?

Darling please, tell me what you know

Tell me what you know, tell me what you know

You’re something better still

You really know how to spin the wheel

Dragging your arms, through the last of the charms

You’re something better still

You really know how to spin the wheel

Dragging your arms, through the last of the charms

Pull the dark right over my head

I don’t care what she does in bed

In the meantime, is she gonna be fine?

Follow you like I lurk in love

Is there a fail in the woman we trust?

In the meantime, is she gonna be fine?

You’re something better still

You really know how to spin the wheel

Dragging your arms, through the last of the charms

You’re something better still

You really know how to spin the wheel

Dragging your arms, through the last of the charms

You’ve got to give, to grow now

And you’re not better still

You’ve got to give, to grow now

And you’re not better still

You’ve got to give, to grow now

And you’re not better still

You’ve got to give, to grow now

And you’re not better still

And you’re not better still