Be Better by Pretty Bitter

Got lost finding what you wanted,
I can't be what you needed all the time.
I'm worried this never comes out right.
Oh what you must think of me this time.
Oh how you must hate the sound of my mind.
Every time, I believe you.
And all I do is miss you.

I'd be lying if I said
I don't dream myself into your bed.
I told her, wait until I'm older.
Maybe, baby, I'll be what you want
by then.

No night feels quite right.
I found your quiet company in sunken eyes.
It may be all better
when winter's gone and over,
get so cold I cannot feel.
Feel too miserable to heal here.

I'd be lying if I said
I don't dream myself sleeping in your head.
I told her, wait until I'm older.
Maybe, baby, I'll be what you need
by then.

• Pop
• dream pop
• indie
• indie pop
• pop rock
• Washington