Getting Better

You told me you pray when There's nobody looking I no longer go to church Just cuz both my parents took me I spent three years choosing First and thinking after Then another two trying To make forgiveness work faster Keep all of the sadness In your peripheral vision We'll unload on each other The next time that I visit I'm just so confused as to How you already want me I keep trying to convince you Some day I'll be worth loving So I get home And I'll call your phone to say I've got some bad stuff in my system But something better in my soul I'm choosing to see how far I've come When I see how far I've left to go Oh the healing's coming slowly And I've got twelve rounds left to fight But I'm getting better at getting better And a little closer to alright I'm not good at knowing Sixty years won't go by so soon The only time I don't wonder what's next Is when I hold you I forget that years take time And one day is still progress You say you never fixed things by Talking to God less So I get home and I'll Call your phone to say I've got some bad stuff In my system, but something Better in my soul I'm choosing to see how far I've come When I see how far I've left to go Oh the healing's coming slowly And I've got twelve rounds left to fight But I'm getting better at getting better And a little closer to alright I would sprint a marathon On a broken leg Before I'd go and tell a doctor Something's wrong Just ignore the pain til it's gone Shift the blame Could throw up on everything Til I haven't run in so long I've got some bad stuff In my system, but something Better in my soul I'm choosing to see how far I've come When I see how far I've left to go Oh the healing's coming slowly And I've got twelve rounds left to fight But I'm getting better at getting better And a little closer to alright I'm getting better at getting better And a little closer to alright