It's Going To Get Worse Before It Gets Better
I'm coughing up a lung or two just so you know
I'm breathing well in front of you
I'm holding out a knife or two just so you know
I'm standing next to you
You can't always be down or out
But if you try you won't be found
You can't always get what you want
That's for sure
I'm sending out a note or two that says
We're all going to the same place
So it doesn't matter where you are in line
I'm holding one hand or two
Depending if we're walking or dancing
Either way I'm feeling fine.
