Jennette McCurdy - Better
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In the corner of my room
There's a pile of things
That still belong to you
And I'll give 'em back,
But here tonight I'll go through 'em
One by one without a fight

And I don't care if I cry,
It should hurt you said goodbye
And I have the right to drag it out
And make it worse
I'm going to take my time,
'Til I wake up one morning and
I find that I feel better.

Outside my window
There's the moon and it's saying
Don't get over you too soon
So I'll keep breaking until I'm done
And I get it through my head
You weren't the one

And I don't care if I cry,
It should hurt you said goodbye
And I have the right to drag it out
And make it worse
I'm going to take my time,
'Til I wake up one morning and
I find that I feel better
Better

'Til I look at your pictures and run out of tears
And you're not all I'm thinking about
'Til I don't turn around, hold my breath for the sound
of you saying my name out loud

And I don't care if I cry,
It should hurt you said goodbye
and I have the right to drag it out
And make it worse
I'm going to take my time,
'Til I wake up one morning and
I find that I feel better
Better