Before It Gets Better
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Before It Gets Better Lyrics

There's a light
That just won't go out
No matter
What they try to do
'Cause you can't pull
Out the circuits
Remove the bulb
Or blow the fuse
And it just might be
The brightest star
Discovered yet by man
But it might as well
Be a pin hole
From where we stand
There are times
When I thought
It'd be easy to ignore
But it just takes one look
And I don't believe
My theory anymore
I won't get upset
I won't fight it
I'd have no escape in mind
But the distant roar
Of the highway
Just won't subside

So don't leave soon
Don't leave this room
We'll be on top of the moon
But 'til then
It's a bloodbath
It's a bloodbath
It's a bloodbath
And it's getting worse

In a crowded room
There are people
Planning our time
And the next time
I know when I see them
They will be older
And we'll be fine

You can count up
All of your friends
Who still really know
You on just one hand
And the others
That come around too
They'll understand

So don't feel bad
Don't look so sad
We're much more than that
But for now
It's a deathtrap
It's a deathtrap
It's a deathtrap
It's a bloodbath
And it's gonna get worse

And it's gonna get worse
It's gonna get worse
Before it gets better
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Vampire Diaries Quotes

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.

Damon

Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.

Damon