In “Better Days,” Andie Case moves from being bled dry by a relationship that demanded she save face toward the promise of something safer. The pain reaches back to 2005, through sleepless nights and a noose, while the other person resents that she finally found pleasure. Sobriety becomes her way of being heard, and the repeated contrast between love and hate sharpens the turn: the world keeps spinning, and she is already walking toward better days.
Better Days Lyrics by Andie Case
I can’t get high enough to save my life
My brains been broken since 2005
I sat up crying at the table all night
Trying to find some good in goodbye
Too damaged for anyone but you
You told me over while I tied the noose
If Haitis waiting tell him I’ll come thru
Cuz anyplace would be safer than you
One mans trash is another mans treasure
I can’t help what brings me pleasure?
You can’t stand that I found some pleasure
Love and hate
You promised you’d change
But the world keeps turning
I’m on to better days
Better days…
Bled me dry
Just to save some face
But the world keeps turning
I’m on to better days
Better days…
I’m on to better days
I promise this will hurt me more than you
You always said I was too young to choose
Then I got sober so you’d hear my truth
But miss Kellar ain’t got nothing on you
One mans trash is another mans treasure
You can’t stand that I found some pleasure
Love and hate
You promised you’d change
But the world keeps turning
I’m on to better days
Better days…
Bled me dry
Just to save some face
But the world keeps turning
I’m on to better days
Better days…
I’m on to better days…
Love and hate
You promised you’d change
But the world keeps turning
I’m on to better days
Better days…
Bled me dry
Just to save some face
But the world keeps turning
I’m on to better days
Better days…
I’m on to better days…
Bled me dry
Just to save some face
But the world keeps turning
I’m on to better days
Better days
I’m on to better days
I’m on to better days
I’m on to better days
