Texty: Good Charlotte. Good Morning Revival. Something Else.

She is a diamond, I am a stone
I come from nowhere, she's been to Rome
Her daddy's a lawyer, mine's not around
She has good manners, I'm rough all around

Well, you could come from something
You could come from nothing
You could be a princess, you could be a working man
But in the end

We all want something else
(We all want something else)
We all want something we can't have

We all want something else
(We all want something else)
We all want something strange to us

Maybe a roll in the dirt
Or it's a seat in first class
We all want something we can't have

She wants to go to restaurants in Beverly Hills where people stare
But I don't care, it's just what she grew up around
She drags me to parties where people ask me where I went to college
She knows damn well, I barely finished school

She knows a lot about yearly salaries
And trust funds and dividends
She knows that I don't really care at all
But we got together and it's working okay

You could come from something
You could come from nothing
You could be a princess, you could be a working man
In the end

We all want something else
(We all want something else)
We all want something we can't have

We all want something else
(We all want something else)
We all want something strange to us

Maybe a roll in the dirt
Or it's a seat in first class
We all want something we can't have

Well, you can spend your whole life looking for something
Something that might be
Right in front of your eyes but you'll be looking for
Something else, you'll never find

We all want something else
(We all want something else)
We all want something we can't have

We all want something else
(We all want something else)
We all want something strange to us

We all want something else
(We all want something else)
We all want something we can't have

We all want something else
(We all want something else)
We all want something strange to us

Maybe a roll in the dirt
Or it's a seat in first class
We all want something we can't have