Better (Rock Version)

By Whitney Peyton

On Refresh

Released on October 6, 2017

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[Chorus 1]

See the flash as your life plays back

Made a choice that you can't take back

So when you close your eyes and take your last breath

Tell me: is it really better, is it really better?

See the flash as your life plays back

Made a choice that you can't take back

So when you close your eyes and take your last breath

Tell me: is it really better, is it really better?


[Verse 1]

Newborn, left alone by the dumpster

16; now nobody wants her

Where's her father, where's her mother?

Pissed off again, an orphanage

These kids are left to wonder:

"Don’t you love me? Why'd you leave me?

If you couldn't raise a baby, why the fuck did you conceive me?!"

She lays her head back, daydreaming

A couple minutes later, she receives a call from Cece

Cece says, "I got a couple grams

If you got a couple dollars, you should hit the spot and meet me."

Now she's diggin' through the pocket of her jeans

Living like an addict in the mindset of a teen

She rushes down the street, hops in a black car

Coughing up her money for a bag of black tar

It's a shame she never noticed that she stuck it in her arm

That the tonic meant to help her was the one doin' the harm

And now she's gone


[Chorus 2]

See the flash as your life plays back (plays back)

Made a choice that you can't take back

So when you close your eyes and take your last breath

Tell me: is it really better, is it really better?

See the flash as your life plays back (plays back)

Made a choice that you can't take back

So when you close your eyes and take your last breath

Tell me: is it really better, is it really better?


[Verse 2]

Meet Tammy; she's a rebel, never listened

Her father wants her to excel and be a good Christian

All she wants is money, always worried about her image

In material things, putting feelings at a distance

Another pretty girl caught up in the quicksand

Down to sell her body every time she meets a rich man

It might be a lack of self-respect

But it's easy to forget when they make out the check

It's like, every night she sticks out her neck

For what? A gold bracelet and a necklace set

Now she's gettin' in her car, drivin' to the hotel

About to make another stack if it all goes well

It's a client that she's met up with a lot

But as soon as she arrived everything just went a rye

They got into a fight, he whipped out a gun and shot her

When she took her last breath, all she thought of was her father


[Chorus 2]

See the flash as your life plays back (plays back)

Made a choice that you can't take back

So when you close your eyes and take your last breath

Tell me: is it really better, is it really better?

See the flash as your life plays back (plays back)

Made a choice that you can't take back

So when you close your eyes and take your last breath

Tell me: is it really better, is it really better?


[Verse 3]

Seven in the morning, John is out the front door

Jacket full of cash, yet he always wants more

With a heart full of sorrow and a face full of greed

Running from his problems; chasing only green

When he's home, it's like he faces his whole life

He's never known love; he don't like his own wife

That's why he's havin' sex on the side

Always searchin' for a purpose in the depths of the night; it ain't right

It ain't a way to live; immersed in his work, another business trip

So he packs his bags and he kisses his kids

Little do they know he went to meet his trick, it's an addiction

But tonight it's different when the feelings start to surface and ignite the friction

He produces a gun and doesn't think of his family, shoots her and himself

Her name was Tammy


[Chorus 2]

See the flash as your life plays back (plays back)

Made a choice that you can't take back

So when you close your eyes and take your last breath

Tell me: is it really better, is it really better?

See the flash as your life plays back (plays back)

Made a choice that you can't take back

So when you close your eyes and take your last breath

Tell me: is it really better, is it really better?