Maybe we're better hungry
Maybe we're better hollow
Than we are truly happy
Then we are, truly
Maybe we're better crying
Maybe we're better-looking
When there's no hint of smile in
Our faces as we walk on
Maybe we're glad we're breaking
Maybe we are glad we're hurting
If there's not much fun in dying
Then there's not much life in living
Maybe we're better freezing
Maybe we're better lonely
Than we are always craving
Than we are always
Maybe we are fencing climbers
Maybe we are coffee drinkers
Maybe we are bad at driving
Maybe we are good at giving
Maybe we grew up too early
Maybe we forgot too many
Things that were our second nature
Things that were our second
Maybe we are past returning
Maybe we are past forgiveness
Maybe we're too soon at learning
Maybe we're too late at loving
Maybe we are better sleepless
Maybe we are better anxious
Than we are on painkillers
Than we are on the weekends
Maybe we are better selfish
Maybe we are better baleful
Than we are being nicest
Always smile at the strangers
Maybe we are better knowing
Maybe we are better seeing
Than we are building houses
And replacing floors with ceilings
Maybe we're at heart all actors
Maybe we're at heart all singers
Maybe we exploit our feelings
When we're rushing out of subways
Maybe we are better hungry
Maybe we are better hollow
Than we are truly happy
Maybe we are truly, then
Maybe we're better crying
Maybe we're better-looking
When there's no hint of smile in
Our faces as we walk on
Maybe we're glad we're breaking
Maybe we're glad we're hurting
If there's not much fun in dying
Then there's not much life in living
Maybe we're better freezing
Maybe we're better lonely
Than we are always craving
Than we are always