Well you've been high and you've been low   But whatever happened   There you go again and now it shows   That you never really cared      You're better when you know you don't belong   (But you were better when you were a better friend)   You think you're better when you're singing all your own songs      Sweet ain't sweet   If it's not on the stereo   Whoah-oh, whoah-oh, whoah-oh   Sweet ain't sweet   If it's not on the stereo   Whoah-oh, whoah-oh, whoah-oh      You got the blood on your hands   And you don't even know it   Let's take a good look my friend   In the mirror you've broken      You're better when you know you don't belong   (But you were better when you were a better friend)   You think you're better when you're singing to your bedroom wall      Sweet ain't sweet   If it's not on the stereo   Whoah-oh, whoah-oh, whoah-oh   Sweet ain't sweet   If it's not on the stereo   Whoah-oh, whoah-oh, whoah-oh      Well you're getting what you wanted   But you're gonna find   That all the money in the world could never buy   What you lost, tick-tock, on the dotted line   Well you let the music die      Who you are is really starting to show   I should've seen it, but I let it go   Who you really are is really starting to show   Whoah-oh, whoah-oh      Sweet ain't sweet   If it's not on the stereo   Whoah-oh, whoah-oh, whoah-oh   Sweet ain't sweet   If it's not on the stereo