Last night I swear I landed on the moon So high I fell, oh, can you heal my wounds Do my wide eyes deceive me I always know when I'm lied too Play around that I don't want to Monday I'm drunk at the drive through Empty pockets, empty arms Why do we count up how much we have lost? Too much concern with what we all have got Should I, fly by or try to Get better without a clear view Yet again drunk again at the drive-thru Tuesday's I try to forget you Empty pockets, empty arms Empty pockets, empty heart I don't know if it's getting any better but But I know that I might be okay I don't know if it's gunna get better but But I know that it might be okay Never Forget, I'll never forget you Empty pockets, empty arms Empty pockets, empty heart I don't know if it's getting any better but But I know that I might be okay I don't know if it's gunna get better but But I know that it might be okay I don't know if it's getting any better but But I know that I might be okay I don't know if it's gunna get better but But I know that it might be okay