It's gettin' better all the time I don't stop breathin' every time the phone rings My heart don't race when someone's at my door I've almost given up thinkin' you're ever gonna call I don't believe in magic anymore I just don't lie awake at night, Askin'

There is someone in the attic Building a strange machine Never really seen him But I think he works all day Blinded by the world outside I stay inside Hardly know my name But it's getting better by time I saw something in the mirror