Keeps Getting Worse
Oh, young girl
get off that stage
Wipe off that makeup
you don't need to stay
There's a long road out there
and I hear it calling your name
It's always been screaming
oh, follow me
I’ll take you where
your dreams can run free
I’ll take you away
from the lies and the friends in disguise
A kind heart
she told me that I was wrong
She knows that she doesn't belong
here anymore
But sometimes it seems
there's a little more
Some sort of hope
that I can fight for
And even though I pick your bills off the floor
the rough road ahead seems to get better
instead it just keeps getting worse
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