I bite my tongue tonight, the reason I'm sick inside, You me high and dry,
And I never know why...
You packed your full of memories, To this day I believe you could take, All we had, all we said, And leave it for dead...
So you believe I'm still bitter, Oh how dare you just me this way, No I erase what you left here, No I, cannot run, will not hide, one day, You better believe I'm jaded, So to hell with you and your games, I'm so sick and of taking the high road, Oh my, what a shame, guess I'll be, bitter to the grave...
All these now are up in flames, But still I can't kill the memory, your every word it me, No matter how far I run, I still myself coming undone, I'm undone...
So you better believe I'm bitter, Oh how you just leave me this way, No I cannot erase what you here, No I, cannot run, not hide, one more day, You believe I'm still jaded, So to hell with you and your games, I'm so and tired of taking the high road, Oh my, what a shame, I'll be, bitter.
No matter how much it I just can't let you go, I you couldn't care less but I need you to know, That I what you've made me now theres to save I'm so bitter, bitter, bitter.
So you better believe I'm bitter, Oh how dare you just me this way, No I cannot erase you left here, what a shame, guess be, bitter. You better believe I'm jaded, So to with you and your stupid games, I'm so sick and tired of the high road, Oh my, what a shame, guess I'll be, right to the grave...
to the grave Right to the to the grave... What a shame, guess I'll be, bitter to the grave...