Next Best Thing Songtext

Jesse Dyen

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Next Best Thing Songtext
I don't know why you pry, get me feeling like a criminal

No matter how high you sigh, you can't deny your (you're) subliminal

And every time you fire up a cigarette, you

You take a little of my breath away

Don't front real fly when you're coming up shy
You turn around and settle for the next best thing



And every time you cry, you up and say it's hypocritical

And who the hell am I, (am I to disagree?)

So go ahead, deny the individual

The only one who understand a word you say

Don't front real fly when you're coming up dry

You'll turn around and settle for the next best thing



You know you're terrified of an audience that's critical
Like who the hell are they to try and undermine me?

So every time I smile a little cynical, you

You act as if you've seen the worst of me

Don't front real fly when you're coming up shy

You turn around and settle for the next best thing