[Verse 1]
Dalia never showed me nothing but kindness
She would say: “I know how sad you get"
And some days, I still get that way
But it gets better, it gets better, it gets better
Sweetie, it gets better, I promise you
And she'd tell me...
[Chorus]
Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist
Keep on loving, keep on fighting
And hold on, and hold on
Hold on for your life
[Verse 2]
Ian built a cabin in the woods to live in
For years, terrifying noises kept him up at night
With a twelve gauge under his pillow
He’s living in Boston now, going to art school
I forgive him, I forgive him
Hell, I’ll admit it: I’m proud of him
Serena’s an architect and a carpenter
She’s such a feminist she says she isn’t one
'Cause, "Goddamn, my gender shouldn’t matter!"
And her motorcycle glides through the streets of Providence
Down to the warehouse district, the paint job is as stunning as
Her knowledge of medieval building techniques
Dalia never showed me nothing but kindness
She would say: “I know how sad you get"
And some days, I still get that way
But it gets better, it gets better, it gets better
Sweetie, it gets better, I promise you
And she'd tell me...
[Chorus]
Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist
Keep on loving, keep on fighting
And hold on, and hold on
Hold on for your life
[Verse 2]
Ian built a cabin in the woods to live in
For years, terrifying noises kept him up at night
With a twelve gauge under his pillow
He’s living in Boston now, going to art school
I forgive him, I forgive him
Hell, I’ll admit it: I’m proud of him
Serena’s an architect and a carpenter
She’s such a feminist she says she isn’t one
'Cause, "Goddamn, my gender shouldn’t matter!"
And her motorcycle glides through the streets of Providence
Down to the warehouse district, the paint job is as stunning as
Her knowledge of medieval building techniques
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