Bitter

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Shadow boxer found the options in the grocery store, now
 It's making money, lacy undies stain the kitchen wall
 You mean to tell me that I'm singing just the big notes?
 I tried to pin it, but I could not get it
 I told the paperboy, "I like to live outside the lines"
 It takes the medicine to make me feel myself sometimes
 She's got a belt around my neck, no time to feel alive
 I know she's right, she's got a job, she, she owns your own supplies
 Now, I hate to shove this tool in the shed
 She says, "That ain't the hardest thing in the bed"
 And now we all say things that circulate in our heads
 But don't mind the bitter, the roses stay red
 I ride the daily, keep 'em safe, be with those evening glares
 I'm feeling anxious, full of spacious little box we share
 I can't imagine what the talk would be to have you here
 But if you were the lady next to me, she'd be a millionaire
 Oh, how divine, that's now a crime, must be your campus trip
 Not since the one who's running from a lack of empathy
 It doesn't matter where you're standing, you stand next to me
 I cut my hair, my skin, my teeth because to have you on your knees
 I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
 She says, "That ain't the hardest thing in the bed"
 And now we all say shit that circulate in our heads
 But don't mind the bitter, the roses stay red
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 I guess that now we just suppose
 You keep the feeling, let it go
 'Cause, for now, nobody knows
 It's not just anybody
 Just an up and Adam close
 You hit the lights and take it slow
 Make it up all on the road
 It's not just anybody
 

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Duration
03:15
Key
9
Tempo
110 BPM

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