Rips In Your Jeans

I could hear your voice for hours like a symphony piece
Strings pulled up in towers
And my tears run down showers but they’re not drowning me
It was sweet but never sour

All we had has been and gone
But all we see is what has to be done
Hanging like a thread just like the rips in your jeans
Holding it together

It's alright, I can make it better
It’s alright, I can make it better
It’s alright, I can make it better
It’s alright, I can make it better

There's a spot between your shoulders where your wings used to be
But the flight was never over
Been collecting souvenirs but they’re not meant to keep
I can put in box and folders

All we had has been and gone
But all we see is what has to be done
Hanging like a thread just like the rips in your jeans
Holding it together

It's alright, I can make it better
It’s alright, I can make it better
It’s alright, I can make it better
It’s alright, I can make it better

It’s the darkest side of it
Of a faked lie is it
It’s the darkest side of it
Of a faked lie is it

It’s the darkest side of it
Of a faked lie is it
It’s the darkest side of it
Of a faked lie is it

All we had has been and gone
But all we see is what has to be done
Hanging by a thread just like the rips in your jeans
Holding it together

It’s alright, I can make it better
It’s alright, I can make it better
It’s alright, I can make it better
It’s alright, I can make it better