Text: Shinedown. Leave a Whisper. Better Version.

Excuse the mess, I didn't see you from behind
I caught a glimpse, but the reflection's only mine
It's almost like I'm paralyzed and locked outside myself
What I don't need is to concede because I won't be someone else

I am not perfect and I don't claim to be
And if that's what you wanted, well then I'm so sorry

How about a better version of the way that I am?
How about a better version that makes me understand?
How about a better version of the way that I am
The way I look, the way I speak?
How about a better version of me?

Excuse the wall, I put it up from time to time
A silver shade, and the design is all mine
It's just a maze that everyday I seem to be stuck in
It never seems to fade away but I pray for the day it ends

I am not perfect and I don't claim to be
And if that's what you wanted, well then I'm so sorry

How about a better version of the way that I am?
How about a better version that makes me understand?
How about a better version of the way that I am
The way I look, the way I speak?
How about a better version of me?

Show me my vital signs until I'm realigned
Show me my vital signs until I'm realigned
Show me my vital signs until I'm realigned
Show me my vital signs until I'm realigned

How about a better version of me?
How about a better version of me?
How about a better version of me?
How about a better version?

How about a better version of the way that I am?
How about a better version that makes me understand?
How about a better version of the way that I am
The way I look, the way I speak?
How about a better version of me?

How about a better version of the way that I am?
How about a better version that makes me understand?
How about a better version of the way that I am
The way I look, the way I speak?
How about a better version?