Create it, just play it My working days Will never be done Just name it, I'll break it I'll tell you off If you tell me to grow up I'm vacant, but really I'm full I've had it, but I'll never give up I don't need the smoke in my mind dear Good God have I tried to be clear From what I know It gets only better from here Just trust me, the best things You'll find when you're looking For something else Seek to revolt and you might restore That little fight within yourself From what I know It gets only better from here Oh the irony, we are finally Split ends at the end of the world And my agony, it's a tragedy I know damn right what I deserve From what I know It gets only better from here