You’re emancipated                        It doesn’t get any better than this    
So frustrated                                    All you wanted was one more kiss
In your imagination                        Standing in the parking lot full of tears
The realization                        It doesn’t get any better     
                                                It doesn’t get any better 

You got a of wallet full of another man’s money  
A pocket full of poems about the war
You’ve got a morning so full that you can never stop running
You can never stop running            ‘til you know what you’re running for  

You’re emancipated                        It doesn’t get any better than this  
So frustrated                                    All you wanted was one more kiss
In your imagination                        Standing in the parking lot full of tears
The realization                        It doesn’t get any better           
                                                It doesn’t get any better

You’ve got a head that’s full of second chances
A car full of empty bottles and change
You hear a warning so loud but you’re not really listening
You’re not really listening ‘Cause it only ever turns out the same 

You’re emancipated                        It doesn’t get any better than this 
So frustrated                                    All you wanted was one more kiss
In your imagination                        Standing in the parking lot full of tears
The realization                        It doesn’t get any better  
                                                It doesn’t get any better

Music and Lyrics © 2010 Brett Terry, All Rights Reserved.