Words Words can only take you so far We're too afraid to admit who we are But does it get easier? Change Accepting things will never be the same Learning things about myself along the way But does it get easier? Does it get easier? Now, I've Tried to understand the anxious things I felt The saddest things, I've found them in myself But does it get easier? But now I don't feel sorry For being so selfish sometimes Giving love to myself is my newest vice But does it get easier? Said it's the same old things That will bring you down You're the only one Who can turn things all around But life is too damn short What are we so worried 'bout? I guess we'll never really Have it figured out But does it get easier? Does it get easier? I'm constantly reluctant Is it written on my face? Try to water down the blow Never been one to take it straight It could be so simple It's easy to overcomplicate But it's a shame That it's the same old things That will bring me down And I'm the only one Who can turn things round But life is too damn short What am I so worried 'bout? I guess I'll never really Have it figured out But does it get easier?