Bitter Boy

Don't call me when you are lost out in the world
Don't owe me I paid your cost now you're unfurled
Tell me you know hoooo
That is gets old hooooo
To be a bitter boy

Come Sunday you'll put on faces for the world
Come Monday they'll make you pay for all that you heard
Tell me you know hoooo
That is gets old hoooo
To be a bitter boy

Hoooo
Hoooo
Tell me you know hoooo
That it gets old hoooo

Don't let this tragedy
Become another comedy
Just hold to your rights
Just take these shards of me
And make another memory
It's all gonna be alright
For a bitter boy
For a bitter boy
For a bitter boy
For a bitter boy
For a bitter boy
Hoooo
Hoooo



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Carroll
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