“Better,” by Professor Rex
Seriously, I think you can do better than that
I'm not trying to be a brat, not one of those type of cats
But these guys don't get you, even if they sweat you
They don't know what to do, don't know the real you
They only want you as a reflection of themselves
Like you're a trophy sitting on their shelves
They don't want to take the time to understand your mind
Yeah, they call you pretty, beautiful, fine
But when's the last time they told you you were funny
Cuz you are, you bring me laughs, like writing brings me money
When's the last time they told you you were smart
The words you say are like an audible form of art
They don't care about where you are from, what made you you
They don't care about your big grand dreams and schemes
They don't care about the little details, that make you you
They don't know the fairy tales that you fall asleep to
They don't know what songs you're working out to
They don't, or won't, know you so much they can anticipate
The things you want, you need, that would make your life great
They don't know, don't care, can't spare the time of day
Better, better, better, can't you see
You'd be better off if you were free
Better, better, better, can't you see
You'd be better off if you were with me
Better, better, better, can't you see
You'd be better off if you were free
Better, better, better, can't you see
You'd be better off if you were with me
Seriously, I think I can be better than that
Don't mean to cross a line, not even in rhyme
But here's what I would do if you were mine
I'd spend every day and every way I could
Until I understood every thing about you
And how to make you feel brand new every day
Every way to make you laugh, we would play
With our bodies and our minds, every time
You needed someone or something, to bring
You the happiness you deserve, I'd serve
As your confidant, I'm confident I could
And would study you until I knew you
Like generals know battle plans
Like a young Paul McCartney knew crazed fans
Like Oscar the Grouch knows garbage cans
Like guys on shrooms love Burning Man
I'd get over my own bullshit, so that I was fit
To help you dream bigger dreams, scream bigger screams
Laugh bigger laughs, live a bigger life, think bigger thoughts
Get better with time, like wine, till those boys you forgot
Better, better, better, can't you see
You'd be better off if you were free
Better, better, better, can't you see
You'd be better off if you were with me
Better, better, better, can't you see
You'd be better off if you were free
Better, better, better, can't you see
You'd be better off if you were with me