Make Things Better

Thank you, goodbye, have fun The solvent stings your baby blues I hear your cries, and feel them too I want to say that you'll be fine If you ever need strength, you've got mine Your head is burning up my hands I want to carry you but can't So let my body be your bed I will try to make the worst things bearable I'll make things better For you At 34 he got some news And even though we've had our feuds And even though I barely know him Like a mother I will always hold him I'll make things better I'll make things better For you I've given every piece I have and now I'm struggling to stand and now I'm wondering whose hand to grab Just dust me off and say I will try to make the worst things bearable I'll make things better I'll make things better I'll make things better For you