🫥IT GETS BETTER 🫥 "It gets better..." "Give it time..." "He's in a better place..." "He's no longer suffering..." They told me it gets better, He's in a brighter place, But something I could never... Move on and forget his face. (That beautiful face...) (It's drifting away...) (Slipping through the grey...) (That beautiful face...) (Trying to fade away...) (Never to return to me...) (That's what I say...) (To that beautiful face...) I laid him down to sleep, Four wooden walls, six feet deep, So many things about me he keeps, Cased in earth, buried secrets. How many times did he ask why? Laying beside me, holding me tight, Oh, love of mine, decomposing all night, They told me it gets better in time... I know this line, Yeah, this sounds right, Death gets better with time... Black widow... spider bites... Black widow... spider bites... I hear silent whispers in the church, Quiet murmurs, pews of mourners, Remaining contrite with their hurt, As the priest delivers his sermon. They told me the pain recedes, Leaving love in its place, They keep saying give it time, you'll see... And I'll believe it... one day... (That beautiful mind...) (It's slipping behind...) (Falling back from the light...) (Calling, begging, pleading at why...) (That tragic mind...) (Bitten once, bitten twice...) (Foaming mouth, rolling eyes...) (Rotting out such a beautiful mind...) I laid him down to sleep, Four wooden walls, six feet deep, So many things about me he keeps, Cased in earth, buried secrets. How many times did he ask why? Laying beside me, holding me tight, Oh, love of mine, decomposing all night, They told me it gets better in time... I know this line, Yeah, this sounds right, Death gets better with time... Black widow... spider bites... On your pillow... slept all night... Black widow... spider bites... On your pillow... slept all night... "We hold you..." "Be brave..." "Give it time, son..." "Everything's okay..." I'm taking every word, Inside I'll write it's true, Maybe memories turned, Into an altruistic debt due... Everything the church told me, Everything I tried to believe, Every prayer they handed me, Couldn't bring you back to me. Black widow... spider bites... Placed on his face... While he slept that night... Black widow... spider bites... Moving onto a new guy...
