Now I'm back in my feet again
You snake n weasel n find a way back in
You don't even know
You don't even know the length of all these lies of you feed em they will grow inside
If you feed them they will grow
And I
I could never show
The depths of all these cuts and how much it sucked n how hard it is to find my way back up
It's gets better
Oh we oh
Well I better get better I hope
There's a sinking feeling in this small town boy nods to nothing and odes to joy
Every thing and nothing it's never enough
It's when your down that you gotta get up they said when you feel so low and all you love is dead just keep on loving keep in fighting
It's Just another dead duck another dead chicken another dirty dish that you left in your kitchen again you don't got no friends you're the one to blame you're completely f*cked up and insane
It's gets better
Oh we oh
Well I better get better I hope