| Bitter words I don’t know if I’ll ever tell you this story I don’t even know whether we’ll have the chance I don’t know if you’ll ever see me shaking like this I’m not sure I can open my door to more… Bitter words, full of rage, and clever ways To find the key to my weakest side Bitter words, full of rage, and clever ways To find the key to my weakest side I just can’t see where the truth lies I remember seeing in your eyes… But then, oh then, your bitter words When you knew I wasn’t hiding You… you hit my soul You couldn’t make it any deeper inside You just hit my soul and I cried, I have cried over Bitter words, full of rage, and clever ways To find the key to my weakest side Bitter words, full of rage, and clever ways To find the key to my weakest side Now only one word is left for me to say Only one word is left for me to say: why? Bitter words, full of rage, and clever ways To find the key to my weakest side Bitter words, full of rage, and clever ways To find the key to my weakest side Bitter words, full of rage, and clever ways To find the key to my weakest side Bitter words, full of rage, and clever ways To find the key to my weakest side Now only one word is left for me to say Only one word is left for me to say: why? |
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