Better -

I was supose to be a little more quite

when I come home last night.

«Why do you do the things you do» you said to me,

«you see I’m crying, why wont you make it right?»

(wont you make it right?)

well baby what you don’t see is the reason why I’m picking up my drinking again

and in the meanwhile you were throwing a fit

and now I don’t know how I’m going to put up with it

Will this get better?

Will this get better?

Will this get better?

I know you know me and I know you,

but I don’t reconise this look in your eyes

shifting shapes and changing colors on me

like a chameleon baby and I’m wasting your time

baby what you don’t see is the reason why I’m picking up my drinking again

and in the meanwhile you were throwing a fit

and now I don’t know how I’m going to put up with it

Will this get better?

Will this get better?

Will this get better?

(I don’t want to get dynamite?)

I don’t want to be mad at you