Soon You’ll Get Better (feat. The Chicks)
    
    
    
    
    
        
        
            Taylor Swift

Soon You’ll Get Better (feat. The Chicks) Taylor Swift

The buttons of my coat were tangled in my hair
In doctor’s office lighting, I didn’t tell you I was scared
That was the first time we were there
Holy orange bottles, each night I pray to you
Desperate people find faith, so now I pray to Jesus too
And I say to you

Ooh-ah
Soon you’ll get better
Ooh-ah
Soon you’ll get better
Ooh-ah
You’ll get better soon
Because you have to

I know delusion when I see it in the mirror
You like the nicer nurses, you make the best of a bad deal
I just pretend it isn’t real
I’ll paint the kitchen neon, I’ll brighten up the sky
I know I’ll never get it, there’s not a day that I won’t try
And I say to you

Ooh-ah
Soon you’ll get better
Ooh-ah
Soon you’ll get better
Ooh-ah
You’ll get better soon
Because you have to

And I hate to make this all about me
But who am I supposed to talk to?
What am I supposed to do
If there’s no you?

This won’t go back to normal, if it ever was
It’s been years of hoping, and I keep saying it because
Because I have to

Ooh-ah
You’ll get better
Ooh-ah
Soon you’ll get better
Ooh-ah
You’ll get better soon

Ooh-ah
Soon you’ll get better
Ooh-ah
Soon you’ll get better
Ooh-ah
You’ll get better soon
Because you have to