| I was holding on so tight |
| All of my knuckles straining white |
| Pins and needles in my hands |
| Time to let go of perfect plans |
| Was it all a premonition? |
| Saw it coming, intuition’s always right |
| But I wanted to be wrong |
| Learned to soften all my edges |
| Tried to bend and take the lessons |
| I don’t fight what would have happened all along |
| Cut me deep, but I stopped the bleeding |
| It gets easier, but it’s not easy |
| I’m still standing and my heart’s still beating |
| It gets easier, but it’s not easy |
| But it gets easier |
| No, it’s not easy, believe me |
| But it gets easier |
| I’m getting too good at goodbyes |
| I’m not afraid when I’m alone |
| I spent a summer with no friends |
| I’m doing better on my own |
| Or better than I would be doing before |
| I’m not crying my eyes out on the bathroom floor |
| Not pointing the finger, not cursing your name |
| I’m not hung up on everything I could have changed |
| Cut me deep, but I stopped the bleeding |
| It gets easier, but it’s not easy |
| I’m still standing and my heart’s still beating |
| It gets easier, but it’s not easy |
| But it gets easier |
| No, it’s not easy, believe me |
| But it gets easier |
| I’m not taking it hard, but I’m not taking it lightly |
| I was in the dark and then you struck me with lightning |
| Straight to the heart when you said you were leaving |
| It gets easier, but it’s not easy |
| I’m not taking it hard, but I’m not taking it lightly |
| I was in the dark and then you struck me with lightning |
| Straight to the heart when you said you were leaving |
| It gets easier, but it’s not easy |
| Cut me deep, but I stopped the bleeding |
| It gets easier, but it’s not easy |
| I’m still standing and my heart’s still beating |
| It gets easier, but it’s not easy |
| But it gets easier |
| No, it’s not easy, believe me |
| But it gets easier |