The best way to end a breakdown
Is with a faint second line.
The best way to start tomorrow
Is to know you’ll probably die.

I know it sounds cavalier
Or “brave”
If you’re being condescending.
But that is how that day went
That end was the beginning.

I want to tell you it gets better,
Better in time
You just got to keep at it
Move to that shit in time.
I want to tell you it gets better,
Better in time.
You just got to keep at it
Move to that shit in time.

You have a habit of hoarding.
Obsessed with holding on.
You’re no stranger to things falling apart–
A gallery of catastrophes in motion.

You decorate your life with tragedies
Because the jagged edges cling more.
You’re a kaleidoscope of broken pieces
More beautiful than anything before.

I want to tell you it gets better,
Better in time
You just got to keep at it
Move to that shit in time.
I want to tell you it gets better,
Better in time.
You just got to keep at it
Move to that shit in time.

Who’s afraid of dying
When the real horror is being alone?
What’s so terrible about being lonely
When you can’t take anyone when you’re gone?

You fooled yourself into thinking
That joy is something you can hold
When you realize it’s fleeting
That’s when life begins to unfold.

I want to tell you it gets better,
Better in time
You just got to keep at it
Move to that shit in time.
I want to tell you it gets better,
Better in time.
You just got to keep at it
Move to that shit in time.

Time goes by and you’ll find
That all that chasing is for nothing
You’ll make it out in your mind
That life isn’t about taking.

Time does not heal all wounds
It just latches on to pain so you don’t have to carry it along.
Days are miles that just keep moving.
And before you know it, this pain is so far away it’s gone.

I want to tell you it gets better,
Better in time
You just got to keep at it
Move to that shit in time.
I want to tell you it gets better,
Better in time.
But I know that that’s a lie.
Because “it” doesn’t get better
“You” do.
You’re gonna be better
Better in time.