Better Beware Lyrics

(Lisa Marie Presley/Daniel Keough/Eric Rosse)

Dreams of contemplation, a resignation, know what
Useless indignation, a segregation, plant your seed
Steamless conversation, what is happening to me
I'm no longer your erection, or your congregation, I'm your disease

You take the sun. You have your fun
But you better beware. You better beware
You broke it down. With that boring sound you gave to me
That I don't want to hear

You're in some blind elation, a kind of delusion, you don't get through to me
Deliver your equation and still you won't see a change in me
You want my redemption, you want me to believe that it's all me
Well, I'm no longer your erection, or your congregation, I'm your disease

You take the sun. You have your fun
But you better beware. You better beware
You broke it down. With that boring sound you gave to me
That I don't want to hear

You take the sun. You have your fun
But you better beware. You better beware.
You broke it down. With that boring sound you gave to me.
That I don't want to hear.