Frank Napolski - Better Things lyrics

[Intro] That was our fifth song And I hope you enjoyed it Now this would be our best song That you have ever heard The dirt bike's going on stage Thank you [Hook 1] You're gonna drive me crazy You're gonna drive me mad You got an angel on your shoulder Makin' heavens out of less [Verse 1] I believe in believing The things that we don't see And the skin violin is where The neighbors won't read meals And the family heirloom j**elry With sets and heaps of thieves Will cast down things That you've never ever seen Like the gods, like the glory, like the stories That your fathers set before you Like the tide that overcame you, oh no Oh no, resonating in the canyons Oh no, this is rising to the clouds [Hook 2] You're gonna drive me crazy You're gonna drive me mad You got an angel on your shoulder Makin' hairpins out of gla** Baby, don't be unhappy Baby, don't be sad Better things are coming I swear there's truth in that [Verse 2] I'm shooting off the cannons And the clouds begin to flow And the baskets weave but the ones heap Are the ones we'll never keep Just pretend that things are mobile And they're never staying put And the way we were the day We climbed to the top of the steeple With it's people spewing angels out their mouths And letting tables turn to charcoal In the lipstick and the lipstick in the evening Oh no, we were waving like the trees Oh no, then they moved us to the sky [Hook] [Verse 3] Two or three times the bell will ring It's when we look for the better things We search for this, we all have none I feel it crash upon your skin I find it hard to believe there's more Of these things behind the door Do you miss me like I miss you? Do I miss you like you miss me? [Hook] (x2)