CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : SULA (Paperback)

Down here in the bottom, there ain't no room for me
I don't wanna make no babies
I don't need a man to save me
Secondhand loneliness, pass on over me
I might wanna make some babies
Runnin' outta time for waiting

Freedom and triumph, they weren't meant for me
Girls of my color find somethin' else to be

I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better
I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better

Ooh, I'm better
Ooh, I'm better
Ooh, I'm better
Ooh, I'm better

Up here in the bottom, you linger over me
I got all this space to fill
Somethin' only bodies heal
Promiscuous holiness, slope is slippery
I got all this time to kill
Somethin' like a prayer to kneel to