Open up your eyes, shut your mouth and see That I'm still the only one who's been in love with me

I'm just happy getting you stuck in between my teeth And there's nothing I can do about it

I gotta get better, gotta get better I gotta get better, gotta get better I gotta get better, gotta get better And maybe we'll work it out

We don't talk enough We should open up Before it's all too much

Couldn't take you home to mother in a skirt that short But I think that's what I like about it

I saw this angel I really saw an angel

But we're still young We don't know where we're going but we know where we belong

I'm empty, I know Promises are broken like a stitch is

And ohhhh, we started Two hearts in one home

I gotta get better, gotta get better I gotta get better, gotta get better I gotta get better, gotta get better And maybe we'll work it out

It's getting crazy, I think I'm losing it, I think I'm losing it Oh, I think she said, 'I'm having your baby, it's none of your business'

Same lips red, same eyes blue Same white shirt, couple more tattoos But it's not you and it's not me

You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky You look pretty good down here But you ain't really good

We don't talk enough We should open up Before it's all too much

I walked the streets all day Running with the thieves 'Cause you left me in the hallway

Woke up the girl who looked just like you I almost said your name

You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky You look pretty good down here But you ain't really good

Just stop your crying It's a sign of the times We gotta get away from here We gotta get away from here

Couldn't take you home to mother in a skirt that short But I think that's what I like about it

And all the boys, they were saying they were into it Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck

Couldn't take you home to mother in a skirt that short But I think that's what I like about it

I hope you can see, the shape I've been in While he's touching your skin

Meet me in the hallway Meet me in the hallway

Tongue-tied like we've never known Telling those stories we already told 'Cause we don't say what we really mean

Meet me in the hallway Meet me in the hallway

She's a good girl She's such a good girl She's a good girl She feels so good

We're not who we used to be We're not who we used to be We're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me

It's getting crazy, I think I'm losing it, I think I'm losing it Oh, I think she said, 'I'm having your baby, it's none of your business'

I gotta get better, gotta get better I gotta get better, gotta get better I gotta get better, gotta get better And maybe we'll work it out

I hope you can see, the shape I've been in While he's touching your skin