| I get along with the fever
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| I get along with the dirt
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| I get along with the blisters
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| I get along with the hurt
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| But you make me feel different
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| And you look so cool
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| No matter the weather
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| You got me thinking 'bout forever
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| You make it better, better, better
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| You make it better, better, better
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| So go on and bring on the pain
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| 'Cause I’m feeling fine
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| You make it better, better, better
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| I like to fight with my demons
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| I like to dance in the mud
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| When it’s all said and done
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| I don’t wanna wish I’d never given up the gun
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| My head lying on your lap
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| Giving me a heart attack
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| Well, I’d like to run away with you and not look back
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| You make it better, better, better
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| You make it better, better, better
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| So go on and bring on the pain
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| 'Cause I’m feeling fine
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| You make it better, better, better
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| You make me feel better, baby
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| Yeah, I know I’m broken
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| So let’s tear the whole world open
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| You make me feel better, baby
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| Yeah, I know I’m broken
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| So let’s tear the whole world open
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| You make it better, better, better (Better)
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| You make it better, better, better (Better)
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| So go on and bring on the pain
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| 'Cause I’m feeling fine
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| You make it better, better, better
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| You make it better
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| You make it better, better
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| Oh, you make it better, better, better |