This paper peeling off the walls I see the paint from yesteryear We try to cover up the past But tiny secrets still appear So please don't say it gets better, it gets better, it gets better every time I'm not better, we're not better, even after all this time. oehoe The kitchen floor is a checkerboard We tried to end this game for years the tiles are cracked, the colour's changed the battleground is all but cleared So please don't say it gets better, it gets better, it gets better every time I'm not better, we're not better, even after all this time. oehoe caught in the cob webs memories linger in these rooms under the floorboards sweeping the stories we outgrew oehoe its not a place to call a home just a place we've been for years the garden weeds have overgrown We've overstayed our welcome here So please don't say it gets better, it gets better, it gets better every time I'm not better, we're not better, even after all this time. it gets better, it gets better, it gets better every time I'm not better, we're not better, even after all this time. oehoe