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Now, this will be the last bitter song
It will be my last, real bitter song about you
From now on, I´ll write about flowers and butterflies
Chickens and kittens and shit
From now on, I´ll try to look myself in the face
From now on, I´ll try to find someone who knows I exist
so I won´t have to feel like I do
when I write my bitter songs
This is my last real bitter song
about you
I won´t have to mention she was blonde and thin
with a peanut for a brain and volleyballs for chest
I won´t have to mention: that´s always what happens
when you leave him your key, he ends up having sex in your apartment with miss Non-Bitterness
So this will be the last bitter song
I´m feeling cheerful already
I´d like to break his neck, if I may
But most, I´d like to cut off that hair
and cut off that head
and cut off those volleyballs
And I hope her heart gets broken
And I hope she turns bitter, really really bitter
like me
It will be my last, real bitter song about you
Chickens and kittens and shit
From now on, I´ll try to look myself in the face
From now on, I´ll try to find someone who knows I exist
when I write my bitter songs
This is my last real bitter song
about you
with a peanut for a brain and volleyballs for chest
I won´t have to mention: that´s always what happens
when you leave him your key, he ends up having sex in your apartment with miss Non-Bitterness
I´m feeling cheerful already
I´d like to break his neck, if I may
and cut off that head
and cut off those volleyballs
And I hope she turns bitter, really really bitter
like me
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