Pernice Brothers - How Can I Compare lyrics

Who isn't worse or better than they seem? The chaste, the s*utty and the in-between Him and her and she and her and him and she Will answer to whomever when they die alone But it feels too good to stop and find a stone To David at an ersatz giant in a party dress Those aren't fangs, they're costume diamonds dripping off his neck I know less than you think you do Simpleton king of a little rotten roost Where's the beef, my brother? I just want a quiet life That's a funny take on higher love Stolen rolls of money in a boxing glove Tit for tat is boring, fighting for the pecking rights Some sleep the sleep of angels wrapped around somebody's wife Why should I compare? I have problems all my own Each heart stops like the other billion Scars go whiter from vermilion Rubberneck the freak show, you're already there There's just too little time And now there's even less Why should I compare? I have problems all my own Each heart stops like the other billion Scars go whiter from vermilion Rubberneck the freak show, you're already there And I don't really care