Lyrics Tyler Ward – Better

Yellow boxes in my car.
Pack ’em high til’ I can’t see far
Yeah, I’m moving on to better.
Try not to care what others think.

So I’ll blame it on my optimistic hearts.
At least I’ll have stories for my scars.
American dream my life away,
When all of my dreams cry ‘MAYDAY’ ‘MAYDAY’!
I may lose my heart, but one day I’ll be a star!

They promised me a bigger house.
I’ll make the money playing out loud, don’t you hear.
That sounds much ‘Better’.
And if I make this dreaming last,
Is it worth the painful past? I hope… I hope this will get ‘Better’.

So I’ll blame it on my optimistic hearts.
At least I’ll have stories for my scars.
American dream my life away,
When all of my dreams cry ‘MAYDAY’ ‘MAYDAY’!
I may lose my heart but one day I’ll be a star!

I’ll tell you all about the things I left for,
Hanging onto dreams, thought I was meant for,
But never did I think you’d take the heart from me, you’d take the heart from me.

I’ll tell you all about the things I left for,
Hanging onto dreams, thought I was meant for,
But never did I think you’d take the heart from me, you’d take the heart from me.

Blame it on my optimistic hearts.
At least I’ll have stories for my scars.
American dream my life away,

I’ll tell you all about the things I left for,
Hanging onto dreams, thought I was meant for,
But never did I think you’d take the heart from me, you’d take the heart from me.