I leave our conversation with second-hand dissatisfaction
I walk into the rooms you're in while reading about your reactions
I know I'm supposed to love ya, even call you mine
But you don't make it easy do ya?
I know I'm supposed to love ya, no matter the time
And I don't wanna say it but I
I like you better when you're high
When you see the rose cut eyes
When you don't have it in you to pick a fight
When you're high
When I am your shoulder to cry on
It's the bitter truth I
I like you better when you're high
I like you, I like you, I like you better when ya
I like you, I like you, I like you better when ya
I like you, I like you, I like you better when ya
I like you, I like you, I like you better when you're high
I sometimes I myself forget the moments you're out of control
So that I can't remember the times when I was your handle
I give second chances, to you I'd give them all
But you don't make it easy do ya?
To you I should be honest and say what's on my mind
Oh I hate to say it but I
I like you better when you're high
When you see the rose cut eyes
When you don't have it in you to pick a fight
When you're high
When I am your shoulder to cry on
It's the bitter truth I
I like you better when you're high
I like you, I like you, I like you better when ya
I like you, I like you, I like you better when ya
I like you, I like you, I like you better when ya
I like you, I like you, I like you better when you're high
Hiiiigh, hiiiigh
I like it better when you're
Hiiiigh, hiiiigh
I like it better when you're
I like, like, like
I like you better better
I like, like, like you
I like you better when
I like, like, like
I like you better better
I like, like, like you
I like you better when ya
