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