Everything's a lie
We're all gonna die
Before we say goodbye, let's attack
I admit it's bleak
But I give it a week
Until our friends the meek give it back
Is it true? Well it's true enough I guess
Join the chorus of the second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
What's left of you that's real
A mutated ideal
With limited appeal, I suggest
If hitting is an art
Then it's drawn us apart
When you erased your heart and beat your chest
Is it you? Well it's you enough I guess
You're an angel in a see-through dress
Is it true, yes it's true enough I guess
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Perhaps it's just as well
That I still look like hell
At least the world can tell us apart
Is it true? Yes it's true enough I guess
Come join the chorus of the unimpressed
Is it true, yes it's true enough I guess
Sometimes it's better to be second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best
Second best