Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bittersweet, artist - Foxblood.
Date of issue: 30.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bittersweet |
We spent the night outside on the porch drinking gin in the house on the coast |
as the storm rolled in |
My regrets, where to begin? |
It’s coming back to me, it’s coming round again |
Your dark hair and your pale skin, and all the goddamn times I never let you in, |
shit |
I swear to god I wish I told you everything |
It’s coming back to me, it’s coming round again |
We’re hopeless again (X2) |
Bittersweet, you know what they say |
We shine and we fade, it’s always the way |
Bittersweet, you know what they say |
I guess everything’s going to kill you one day |
The doctor said «Your head’s a mess, you’ve come apart bit by bit |
Take medicine, you’ll feel again», but I sure as hell just feel like shit |
Bittersweet, we shine and we fade |
I guess everything’s going to kill you one day |
Bittersweet, you know what they say |
We shine and we fade, it’s always the way |
Bittersweet, you know what they say |
I guess everything’s going to kill you one day |
The doctor said «Your head’s a mess, you’ve come apart bit by bit |
Take medicine, you’ll feel again», but I sure as hell just feel like shit |
He says «It's probably all that drinking», and I say |
«Doc, you’re overthinking, why would I interfere with a process that’s keeping |
me from sinking?» |
(We shine and we fade) It’s coming back to me, it’s coming round again (x4) |
There are pieces of us strewn across your bedroom floor |
And there are pieces of me in a trail out your door |
Your sister’s sad smile as I passed her on the front porch |
I got stuck in a downward spiral in a time when you needed more |
I said «I'm sorry, you know' You said «Get out, just go» |
And I went to pieces with you watching from your window |
I’ve got these loveless bones, now all I know is alone |
So I lit my final cigarette and I walked three postcodes home |
We shine and we fade (x2) |
The doctor said «Your head’s a mess, you’ve come apart bit by bit |
Take medicine, you’ll feel again», but I sure as hell just feel like shit |
He says «It's probably all that drinking», and I say |
«Doc, you’re overthinking, why would I interfere with a process that’s keeping |
me from sinking?» |
Bittersweet, we shine and we fade |
I guess everything’s going to kill you one day |