You were 23and dying alone
Jealous lovers
Selling off the loan
Taunting me with every little goodbye
Begging me to touch you
Touch you all night
It gets better
Oh it gets better
It gets better
I can't believe
Then you showed me you're not for me
I can't believe
With your style
With your smile
I can't believe
Trippin over the same bad dreams
I can't believe you're all mine
Wind is blowin out
Wind is blowin out
Bows creak
Moving to the south
Time is running out
Time is running out
Seasons tease
Rushing in and out
I can't believe
Then you showed me you're not for me
I can't believe
With your style
With your smile
I can't believe
Trippin over the same bad dreams
I can't believe you're all mine
You're looking through me