It’s never alright. It comes and it goes.
Oh it’s always around, even when it don’t show.
They say it gets better. well I guess that it might.
But even when it’s better, it’s never alright.
It’s never OK. Lonely moves here and there.
Sometimes it stays in one place and just stares.
They say that the darkness is just before light.
Each day may get brighter, but it’s never alright.

Try real hard to remember as good as it gets.
But the harder and harder I try, all I can do is forget.
They say it gets better
Oh I guess it might.
But even when it’s better, it’s never alright.
It’s never been mine to win or to lose.
No it’s always been yours, to pick or to choose.
They say love is better when set free, not held tight
But even when it’s better, it’s never alright.
Even if it gets better, it won’t be alright.