You thought you'd never hear
A voice that cracked so clear
Thought you'd never see
A head that slept for three, yeah
And every dream that thrills you up
Just smells like poison in your cup
And every dream that thrill you up
Now smells like poison in your cup

A dream never meant so much
You can put it all down to luck
Sleep's the only friend
Yeah, you can grab on 'til the end, yeah

And now the now the voice and touch that used to thrill you up
Tears your lip just like a chip in a cup
And the feel that made you forget the rest
Just makes you feel like second-best again
Ah..
Ah...
Ah...

It makes you feel like second-best again
It makes you feel just like second-best again