Everybody Gets The Good Version

[VERSE 1 — deep baritone, nervous bass groove] I know when to laugh. I know what to say. I know how to give you the version that's okay. Shake your hand. Look you straight in the eye. You'd never fucking know how much of me can lie. [RIFF — bass and guitar trade an off-kilter pattern] [CHORUS — soaring clean vocal] **Everybody gets the good version. Everybody gets what's left. I give the world my best impression— then come home to what's a wreck.** They tell me that I'm doing better. Maybe that's the worst part yet. **Everybody gets the good version.** I get the rest. [INSTRUMENTAL — technical drums over a repeating bass figure] [VERSE 2 — clipped clean/screamed alternation] I can carry every conversation. I can make you feel at ease. I can be whatever version makes you comfortable with me. Then the door shuts. Smile drops. Whole fucking performance stops. And the man you thought you knew— **he doesn't live here when you do.** [BREAKDOWN — violent syncopation, short and sudden] GOOD MAN. GOOD FRIEND. GOOD FUCKING LIE. KEEP IT TOGETHER— UNTIL THEY SAY GOODBYE. [STOP] Then fall apart where nobody sees. [FINAL CHORUS — clean vocal over much heavier instrumentation] **Everybody gets the good version. Everybody gets what's left. I give the world my best impression— then come home to what's a wreck.** They tell me that I'm doing better. Maybe that's the worst part yet. **Everybody gets the good version.** I get— **the rest.** [Low bass continues alone]