You were 23 and 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