The Postal Service - Nothing Better [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Ben Gibbard]
Will someone please call a surgeon, who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart that you're deserting
For better company
I can't accept that it's over
And I will block the door, like a goalie tending the net in the third quarter
Of a tied-game rivalry
So, just say how to make it right
And, I swear I'll do my best to comply
Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?

[Verse 2: Jen Wood]
I feel I must interject here
You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear
Prepared a lecture
On why I have to leave
So, please back away and let me go -

[Verse 3: Ben Gibbard]
I can't my darling I love you so

(Oh, oh)

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together

(Tell me am I right?)

[Jen Wood]
Don't you feed me lies about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures

[Interlude: Jimmy Tamborello]

[Ben Gibbard]
I know that I have made mistakes
And I swear I'll never wrong you again

[Jen Wood]
You've got allure, I can't deny
But, you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye