I want you, thin fingers
I wanted you, thin fingernails
And when you bend backwards
I wanted you, I needed you, ohh
To make me better
I'll love you in springtime
I lost you when summer came
And when you pulled backwards
I wanted to, I needed to, ohh
To make me better
Ohh, to make me better
But we're not so starry-eyed anymore
Like the perfect paramour you were in your letters
And won't it all just come around to make you
Let it all un-break you to the day you met her
But it'd make you better
It'd make you better
I sung you your twinges
I suffered you your tattle-tales
And when you broke sideways
I wanted you, I needed you, ohh
To make me better
Ohh, to make me better
But we're not so starry-eyed anymore
Like the perfect paramour you were in your letters
And won't it all just come around to make you
Let it all un-break you to the day that you met her
And it'd make you better
Did it make you better
Make you better, oh
And all I wanted was a sliver to call mine
And all I wanted was a shimmer of your shine
To make me bright
'Cause we're not so starry-eyed anymore
Like the perfect paramour you were in your letters
And won't it all just come around to make you
Let it all un-break you to the day you met her
But it'd make you better
It'd make you better, oh
READ MORE ABOUT THE DECEMBERISTS