| now i don’t stop breathing every time the phone rings
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| and my heart don’t race when someone’s at my door
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| and i’ve almost give up thinknig that you’re ever gonna call
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| guess i don’t believe in magic anyore
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| and i don’t just lie awake at night
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| it’s getting better all the time
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| yeah i got to work on time again this morning
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| this old job is all that i’ve got left
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| and no one even noticed i’ve been crying
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| at least i don’t have whisky on my breath
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| and i think i’m gonna make it
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| cause god won’t make a montain i can’t climb
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| it’s getting better all the time
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| girl i wish you well
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| i just might get over you
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| you can’t ever tell
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| i always thought that i’d do something crazy
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| if i eve saw you out with someone else
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| but when the moment came last night i coudln’t say a word
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| i stood there in the dark all by myself
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| i could have said a million things
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| but all i did was keep them locked inside
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| it’s getting better all the time |