All I wanna do is get better, get better
All I wanna do is get better, get better
All I wanna do is get better, get better
All I wanna do is get better, get better
Why's it so hard to think good thoughts?
Cause it's so hard, but maybe it's not
Is there something wrong with me?
Just tell it to me straight
I hate myself already, so the truth ain't hard to take
It took a whole damn year to realize
That I might need some help
After weeks of thoughts of suicide
I got it by myself
It takes time, it takes time
That's the only thing that keeps me going
It takes time, it takes time
It takes time, it takes time
All these times, I read that mantra to myself
Like a prayer
Like all those times I cried alone
With no one there
Cause no one ever stays awake
Just like I do
It's self-destructive and self-defeating
What the hell else can I do?
I can sit down at pianos
Play the 1-6-4 progression
Over self-fulfilling lyrics
About anxiety and depression
Nothing helps, nothing changes
It's just means to an end
If the end was razor blades
And I guess the means would be my skin
Or maybe I'm just f*cking faking it
Like I always seem to do
Cause people have it worse than me
And still manage to keep it cool
Plaster smiles on their face
Grit their teeth through all the pain
But no, of course I can't do that shit
So I mope around again
You told me it'd get better as the days will pass
Well it's been a while now, so where am I at?
I'm f*cking trying, please, I just want to get better
I just want to get better, please, I just want to get better
All I wanna do is get better, get better
All I wanna do is get better, get better
All I wanna do is get better, get better
All I wanna do is get better, get better