Bittersweet Memories

You turn me off at the push of a button
And you pretend that I don't mean nothing
I'm not a saint, that's easy to tell
But, guess what, honey? You ain't no angel

You like to scream, use words as a weapon
Well, go ahead, take your best shot, woman
I wanna leave you, it's easy to see
But, guess what, honey? It's not that easy

We get so complicated (complicated!)
This finger's for our memories

So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say, so

Take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories
(Memories, ah-ah)

I wanna run and escape from your prison
But when I leave, I feel something is missing (ah-ah-ah...)
I'm not afraid, that's easy to tell
This can't be Heaven, it feels like I'm in Hell

You're like the drug that I can't stop taking
I want more and I can't stop craving (ah-ah-ah...)
I still want you, it's easy to see
But, guess what, honey? You're not that good for me

We get so complicated (complicated!)
This finger's for our memories

So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say, so

Take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories
Just bittersweet memories

We get so complicated (complicated!)
This finger's for our memories
We get so complicated (complicated, complicated)

So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say, so

Take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories

Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
There's nothing left to say

Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
There's nothing left to say



Credits
Writer(s): Don Gilmore, Michael David Thomas, Matthew Tuck, Michael Kieron Paget, Jason James
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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