Story Behind The Song
Man, man, man. You think I'm just waiting around here for you to come back? You've got another thing coming.
Song Description
Back again, huh? I thought you said you were gone for good. Maybe this visit will be your last. This time, I'm in charge.
| Song Length |
3:45 |
Genre |
Blues - Country, Country - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Subject |
Dysfunctional Relations |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Better Off Dead
© 2003 Elisabeth Golden
Raven hair, eyes of blue.
Funny how my baby looks a lot like you.
Four a.m., my back door.
Thought you wasn?t coming round this way no more.
Chorus
Cause you said you were a long shot,
Said this place was too hot.
That?s what you said, ain?t it, that?s what you said.
If you think you?re better off now,
I think your better off dead.
Instrumental of Verse and Chorus
Silver streets, Vegas town.
Looks like you took off running ?fore you feet hit the ground.
Clocks run slow, summertime.
Don?t worry ?bout your punishment, just worry ?bout your crime.
Chorus, Instrumental of Verse, Chorus
Child of mine, let me be
Funny how your baby looks a lot like me.
Raven hair, eyes of blue.
Funny how my baby looks a lot like you.
Chorus
Repeat last two lines of chorus