How much for a heart of gold?
How much for a soul that isn't black?
How much for a wasted love
That ruined me, oh lord can you take that back?
Because I always wanted to be a better man
Yes, I always wanted to be a better man
If I sold myself out to a whole new crowd
Just so I could stand, and I could scream out loud
If I gave up everything and everyone I know
Maybe the man in me would cease to show
Well, I cut my hair and burned my clothes
Changed my name and moved away from home
If the truth was more self-evident
Maybe I wouldn't feel so damn alone
Because I always wanted to be a better man
Yes, I always wanted to be a better man
Well the crowd screamed out sing what we know
And all obliged I felt so cold
Can't you see this heart on my sleeve
It burns for you and not for me
Well, I always wanted to be a better man
Yes, I always wanted to be a better man
Yes. I always wanted, I always wanted
I always wanted, I always wanted
I always wanted to be a better man
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