Second Best

Everything's a lie.

We're all gonna die.

But before say goodbye, let's attack.

I admit it's bleak.

But I give it a week.

Before our friends the meek give it back.



Is it true?

Well its true enough, I guess.

Join the chorus of the

Second best.



(Second best)

Second best. (x3)



(Second best)



What's left of you that's real?

A mutated ideal

With limited appeal, I suggest.

If hitting is an art,

Then it's drawn us apart

When you erased your heart and beat your chest.



Is it you?

Well it's you enough I guess.

You're an angel in a

See-through dress.



Is it true?

Yes, it's true enough I guess.



(Second best)

Second best. (x4)



(Second)



Perhaps it's just as well

That I still look like hell.

At least the world can tell us apart.



Is it true?

Yes, it's true enough, I guess.

Come, join the chorus of the

Unimpressed.



Is it true?

Yes, it's true enough, I guess.

Sometimes it's better to be

Second best.



(Second best)

Second best. (x8)