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It's Bitter Sweet
(Mordecai and Rigby: No I'm doing it my self. you're just gonna mess it up)
Thank you Mr. Gardner
And thank you Ms. Parks
For letting me be me
And letting you be you
Okay
If there ever was a letter I could send to make it better
Take this bitter sweet bouquet of a ballad and hope forever
Is forever cuz you told me so and yea I messed that up
But I told you so so this is my attempt to make that up
And yea for everything we ever did it never was for show
I appreciated every other minute that's for sure
But for every other minute, felt my foot slip out the door
And for every other second, wish forever could be more
And yea I cried myself to sleep some nights, but yea that too we knew
And if people cared what people thought This song wouldn't be to you
But they don't
Plus they said don't write them lines unless they true
Well they are
So here we are square one ain't nothing new
Man a lasting last impression couldn't strip this song from you
And a passing past connection wouldn't change my point of view
That is I love you yea
I wouldn't say it unless it's true
But I understand it's not just what we say it's we what we do
So imagine for a second if the sky was outta view
And if roses wasn't red but instead they [all was] changed to blue
Would it take another life just to make it up to you
Or would 30,000 hours give a chance or maybe two
Well you told me not to write another song least not to you
So I beg apologies I really hope you listen through
I know it's hard
But yea I swear I meant it all I do
If I'm wrong for that well this is how I right my wrongs to you
Yea
Yea
Hmmn
so that's how it is
Aight
Well
That's how it is then
Now I sit here on this bench penning lines that's what I do
And I know that any second I might catch a glimpse of you
In a verse or reversed you may happily come thru
But I know that you still really know just what I think of you
Well At least I hope you do
And all the clout you push to bay
Well At least I hope you knew
That we both had pushed away
But there's nothing more to do and there's nothing more to say
So as long I'm still singing I'll still sing it everyday
Cuz a broken last impression couldn't change the things we knew
And at least for me, the things we knew consist of me and you
But don't you worry nah nah nah
No don't you worry nah nah nah
Cuz a lasting last impression couldn't strip this song from you
And a passing past connection wouldn't change my point of view
That is I love you yea
And I say it cuz it's true
Man I love you yea
I really hope you love me too
Damn
(Mordecai and Rigby: No I'm doing it my self. you're just gonna mess it up)
Thank you Mr. Gardner
And thank you Ms. Parks
For letting me be me
And letting you be you
Okay
If there ever was a letter I could send to make it better
Take this bitter sweet bouquet of a ballad and hope forever
Is forever cuz you told me so and yea I messed that up
But I told you so so this is my attempt to make that up
And yea for everything we ever did it never was for show
I appreciated every other minute that's for sure
But for every other minute, felt my foot slip out the door
And for every other second, wish forever could be more
And yea I cried myself to sleep some nights, but yea that too we knew
And if people cared what people thought This song wouldn't be to you
But they don't
Plus they said don't write them lines unless they true
Well they are
So here we are square one ain't nothing new
Man a lasting last impression couldn't strip this song from you
And a passing past connection wouldn't change my point of view
That is I love you yea
I wouldn't say it unless it's true
But I understand it's not just what we say it's we what we do
So imagine for a second if the sky was outta view
And if roses wasn't red but instead they [all was] changed to blue
Would it take another life just to make it up to you
Or would 30,000 hours give a chance or maybe two
Well you told me not to write another song least not to you
So I beg apologies I really hope you listen through
I know it's hard
But yea I swear I meant it all I do
If I'm wrong for that well this is how I right my wrongs to you
Yea
Yea
Hmmn
so that's how it is
Aight
Well
That's how it is then
Now I sit here on this bench penning lines that's what I do
And I know that any second I might catch a glimpse of you
In a verse or reversed you may happily come thru
But I know that you still really know just what I think of you
Well At least I hope you do
And all the clout you push to bay
Well At least I hope you knew
That we both had pushed away
But there's nothing more to do and there's nothing more to say
So as long I'm still singing I'll still sing it everyday
Cuz a broken last impression couldn't change the things we knew
And at least for me, the things we knew consist of me and you
But don't you worry nah nah nah
No don't you worry nah nah nah
Cuz a lasting last impression couldn't strip this song from you
And a passing past connection wouldn't change my point of view
That is I love you yea
And I say it cuz it's true
Man I love you yea
I really hope you love me too
Damn
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Writer(s): Trevor Hawkins
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