A Littte Bit Better

A E I have taken all that I can take F#m D And you're making me now run away A E A E But I can't seem to go A E And you say the words I say to you F#m E Could be written in a comic book A E A E But I never say what I mean A E Cos' that stroke on your gravestone is your life F#m Bm And life ain't that long D G A E So you gotta try to make things better A E And that joke that I told you was for real F#m Bm And you say that it showed you D G A E Now you can see a little bit better A E When I see the world on its merry spin F#m D Then I know love comes from within. A E G#-A G#-A E Then I am sober again