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Dalia never showed me nothing but kindness She would say, "I know how sad you getAnd some days I still get that way, but it gets betterIt gets better, it gets better. Sweetie, it gets better, I promise you" And she tells me, "your heart is a muscle the size of your fist Keep on loving, keep on fightingAnd hold on, and hold on, hold on for your life" Ian built a cabin in the woods to live in For years, terrifying noises kept him up at nightWith a twelve gauge under his pillowHe's living in Boston now, going to art schoolI forgive him, I forgive him, hell I'll admit it: I'm proud of himSerena's an architect and a carpenterShe's such a feminist, she says she isn't one Because goddamn, my gender shouldn't matterAnd her motorcycle glides through the streets of ProvidenceDown to the warehouse district The paint job is as stunning as her knowledge Of medieval building techniquesYour heart is a muscle the size of your fist Keep on loving, keep on fightingAnd hold on, and hold on, hold on for your lifeThis one goes out to Georgios, he knows how to dance Abby Banks, your book is beautiful, and fuck anyone who says otherwiseScott, I love you and you make me glad to be aliveI promise that I'm gonna pay you backSongtexteYou always know how funny everything isEven when I'm so serious that it's gonna be the death of meLike the time that our friend Chuck came over to our house He said he needed somebody to take care of his petsBecause he was going out of townI asked him, "where?" and he said, "New Mexico" I asked if I could get a rideHe said, "no, you don't want to follow me Where it is that I'm going" He pulled out of the drive way; that was the last time we saw him'Cause he drove straight to his parent's cabin And put a bullet in his headYour heart is a muscle the size of your fistKeep on loving, keep on fightingAnd hold on, and hold on, hold on for your life Aus Songtexte Mania