Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Better Than Most’ by A.C. Newman. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A.C. Newman or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Better than most at feeling your pain,
Walking wounded through the stars tonight, we wander the plains,
Pointing pistols at the dawn.
Never looked into your eyes this long,
With a dollars worth of distance run,
Courtesy of the broken and holy one.
Your lipstick is thick but Paris is gone,
And I wish this was a crowded room, now the challenge is on,
And I never learned to fly.
Never looked into your eyes this long,
With a dollars worth of distance run,
Courtesy of the broken and holy one.
Better than most at feeling no pain,
Just as soon as you arrive, we’ll start,
I want to explain why I never learned to fly.
Never looked into your eyes this long,
With a dollars worth of distance run,
Courtesy of the broken and holy one.
Better than most at feeling no pain.
Better then most at feeling your pain.