Jennifer O’Connor
Jennifer O’Connor
Jennifer O’Connor
Jennifer O’Connor
Jennifer O’Connor
Jennifer O’Connor
Jennifer O’Connor
Jennifer O’Connor
Jennifer O’Connor
Jennifer O’Connor
Jennifer O’Connor
Jennifer O’Connor
1,2,3,4
It's gonna get worse before it gets better
And that's the truth and I know it hurts
It's gonna get worse before it gets better
I wish I had something else not words
Tell me why you stand there staring at your feet
And tell me why you stand there sitting like a baby
Take out the trash, take out the trash
It's gonna get worse before it gets better
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I feel like the spaces that sprung, they are there
Look down the appetites, and cook up the heart there
It's gonna get worse before it gets better
I just love it, touch it, be its friend
Doesn't matter how or where it ends
It's gonna get worse, much much worse
It's gonna get worse, before it gets better
Before it gets better
Uh-huh, uh-huh