[ Featuring The Congregation ]
If I stopped hating myself, I might let a little light in
There's nowhere to shine or find a peace in mind in this state.
I noticed every flaw, every natural law to be changed.
Where can I get rid of this, or when can I get rid of that, o when can I.
I'm stuck in my brain, I'm stuck in my brain forever
My pain remain, the only semblance of sane comes September
In a world run by cools clicks and gangs
Where can I go?
Lord tell me so --
Tell me
It gets better
It gets better
I need it all to get better - better everyday.
If I start loving myself, I just might let a little light in.
Mama says I'm pretty, but Mama doesn't have to walk through these halls.
I see how other talk, they ways they laugh and frolic in the sun
What does it take for you to be you, and I to be you?
I'm perfectly plain, no need to explain what makes me myself
Don't ya notice me soon, not before these lunch bells ring themselves.
Classrooms are full, my mind is blank.
When can I go?
Lord tell me so.
Tell me -
It gets better,
It gets better,
O I need it all to get better - better everyday.
One bright morning, I'll fly away
I wish that one bright morning, I'll fly away
I wish that one, bright, morning -
