Dial tone, nothing but that high note We go, breaking up like cell phones When I speak, 'cause you don't listen when I talk When you speak 'cause I don't listen when you talk Words turn to riddles, we make it worse Gets worse with every letter, letter

Fare thee well They told me on the phone What are you gonna do When your trouble gets like mine Get a big spade And dig down in your mind It's your last chance To shake it up with me They don't have no man at all

Don't try to tell me it ain't what it is There's a cold feelin' Runnin' up and down my spine It seems to say we're just wastin' time It's like a bad movie One I wish I'd never seen The plot gets old Do you know what I mean?

It gets better We'll get better What've we done? This is really happening Like starlight crashing through the room We'll lose our feathers Yes, I know it hurts at first But it gets better

We're the greatest No one does it like we do Say you want this too Say you need this too No one get's it like we do Kills it like we do Gets it like we do Somebody somewhere driving in their car is crying out Forever running from the truth, sometimes all