Getting Better
Emma Davis
[Verse 1]
I thought that I was getting better
The older I become
I thought my mind was getting clearer
I was figuring out how to be strong
[Verse 2]
I thought as times were getting older
I started to see someone
I told them everything I thought of
She tried to find someone to blame
[Verse 3]
She said, "I don't know how to help you
I'm fighting hard to bite my tongue
You only hear the things you want to
You dread the days before they come"