Bitter Words

I donÔÇÖt know if IÔÇÖll ever tell you this story

I donÔÇÖt even know whether weÔÇÖll have the chance

I donÔÇÖt know if youÔÇÖll ever see me shaking like this

IÔÇÖm not sure I can open my door to moreÔÇŞ



Bitter words, full of rage, and clever ways

To find the key to my weakest side



I just canÔÇÖt see where the truth lies

I remember seeing in your eyesÔÇŞ

But then, oh then, such bitter words

When you knew I wasnÔÇÖt hiding

YouÔÇŞ you hit my soul, you couldnÔÇÖt make it any deeper inside

You just hit my soul and I cried, I cried over



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: why?