Old 97's – I Like You Better (Guitar)

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 I like you better than sleeping for days and God knows my bed is my favorite place.

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Wrap myself up in the flannel and down while the sun does a number on the folks downtown.

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Well I would give up,  my lazy ways.

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'Cause I like you better,  than sleeping for days.

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 I like you better than playing guitar and that's pretty much the best-thing I've found so far.

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The G to the F, Am and C, drown out the voices inside of me.

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Well I'd turn in my 12 string, and my dreams of being a star.

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Cause I like you better,  than playing guitar.

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 I like you better than my self-doubt that-thing that never lets me go out of the house.

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 That-monster is my on-ly friend but I'd send him away and be happy again.

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I'd be one of those weirdos with nothing to worry about.

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'Cause I like you better,  than my self-doubt.

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I like you better than cold hard cash I've been saving up and I've got quite a stash.

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But I'd feed every bill to a ravenous fire if for some reason that's what you desire.

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I'd convert all my savings,  to embers and ash.

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Cause I like you better,  than cash.

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 I like you better than a sixpack of beer and that's the perfect amount to make my vision unclear.

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But nowhere near enough that I don't think about you & if I toss a few back that's all I'm gonna to do.

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So I'm fine if the tall-boys, all disappears

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'cause I like you better,  than beer.

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 I like you better than that song from my youth the only one back then that told me the truth.

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It saved my life god it made me feel good but if I had-to-forget-it-forever I would.

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Cause I like you better, I like you better,

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I like you better, I like you better,

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I like you better, I like you better,

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I-like you bet-ter