When I was growing up my dad wasn′t round much So I turned to T.V. to see the man of the house But it didn't bother me and it don′t bother me now
And my Mom won't say those three words when we hang up the phone I've stopped saying ′bye, I love you′ just 'cause she don′t want to And yeah, that really bothers me and it still bothers me now
I want to be better, better, better I want to be better, better, better I want to be better, better, better I want to be, I want to be
My Step-Dad doesn't get me so he gets stressed when I′m back home But 'cause he likes my Mom I still find a reason to like him though And yeah, that sort of bothers me but I don′t mind right now, now, now
'Cause I found out my friends don't hate me and that makes me happy I don′t wanna jinx it but I finally feel like smiling And leaving doesn′t bother me, it doesn't bother me now
I think that I′m better, better, better I think that I'm better, better, better I think that I′m better, better, better I think that I'm, I think that I′m
I think that I'm better, better, better I think that I'm better, better, better I think that I′m better, better, better I think that I′m, I think that I'mTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
