Courteeners - Better Man lyrics
[Courteeners - Better Man lyrics]
Of seven-year-old me in confession
It's never more appropriate than now
An open book, I'll open up if you do
Nothing to hide and very little to lose
It feels to me like things are on the change
I'm trying to be a better man
Whatever that is it's slightly disconcerting
No direction, no set plan
I'm trying to be a better man
Whatever that is nobody's perfect
Nobody's perfect go on, give us a hand
Give us a hand
Another day, another gratitude list
Remembering the Amazon, November
When we kissed
Pages filled with rhymes and better times
Finding a lover and losing them to fate
Finding another, thank your lucky stars, mate
You do not know how lucky you are
I'm trying to be a better man
Whatever that is it's slightly disconcerting
No direction, no set plan
I'm trying to be a better man
Whatever that is nobody's perfect
Nobody's perfect go on, give us a hand
Give us a hand
A helping hand to understand
That I need to breathe it's time to leave
This wonderland of wedding bands
And everyone in between
I'm trying to be a better man
Whatever that is it's slightly disconcerting
No direction, no set plan
I'm trying to be a better man
Whatever that is nobody's perfect
Nobody's perfect go on, give us a hand
Give us a hand