Rips In Your Jeans

I could hear your voice for hours like a symphony piece
 Strings pulled up in towers
 And my tears run down showers but they're not drowning me
 It was sweet but never sour
 All we had has been and gone
 But all we see is what has to be done
 Hanging by a thread just like the rips in your jeans
 Holding it together
 It's alright, I can make it better
 It's alright, I can make it better
 It's alright, I can make it better
 It's alright, I can make it better
 There's a spot between your shoulders where your wings used to be
 But the flight was never over
 Been collecting souvenirs but they're not meant to keep
 I can put in box and folders
 All we had has been and gone
 But all we see is what has to be done
 Hanging by a thread just like the rips in your jeans
 Holding it together
 It's alright, I can make it better
 It's alright, I can make it better
 It's alright, I can make it better
 It's alright, I can make it better
 It's the darkest side of it
 Of a faked lie is it
 It's the darkest side of it
 Of a faked lie is it
 It's the darkest side of it
 Of a faked lie is it
 It's the darkest side of it
 Of a faked lie is it
 All we had has been and gone
 But all we see is what has to be done
 Hanging by a thread just like the rips in your jeans
 Holding it together
 It's alright, I can make it better
 It's alright, I can make it better
 It's alright, I can make it better
 It's alright, I can make it better