Passion Pit - Better Things Lyrics






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

You're gonna drive me crazy
You're gonna drive me mad
You got an angel on your shoulder
Makin' hairpins out of glass

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 jewelry
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
Ride the tiger 'round the kingdom, oh no
Oh no, there's a meeting in the canyons
Oh no, this is rising to the clouds

You're gonna drive me crazy
You're gonna drive me mad
You got an angel on your shoulder
Makin' hairpins out of glass

Baby, don't be unhappy
Baby, don't be sad
Better things are coming
I swear there's truth in that

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

You're gonna drive me crazy
You're gonna drive me mad
You got an angel on your shoulder
Makin' hairpins outta glass

Baby, don't be unhappy
Baby, don't be sad
Better things are coming
I swear there's truth in that

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?

You're gonna drive me crazy
You're gonna drive me mad
You got an angel on your shoulder
Makin' hairpins out of glass

Baby, don't be unhappy
Baby, don't be sad
Better things are coming
I swear there's truth in that

Baby, don't be unhappy
Baby, don't be sad
Better things are coming
I swear there's truth in that





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  1. k.... ....

    [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 jewelry
    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 glass

    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)

  2. e.... ....

    whaaa!! this slaps

  3. C.... ....

    Oh yeah

  4. W.... ....

    did 29 people even listen to the rest of the song and not just leave after the ear rape intro??

  5. B.... ....

    better things are coming

    B.... ....

    I swear there’s truth in that.