THE BITTER THE BETTER - Written by Carroll Bryant
If everything in life was so simple
Then maybe you and I would be together
It’s the complicated way
In the words we can not say
Or the feelings we can’t exchange
That makes it all so hard to swallow
If getting what you wanted was so easy
Then maybe your hand would be in mine
It’s the truth of who you are
That buries me down so far
And always leaves an ugly scar
That makes it all so hard to deal with
To the point I just can’t deal
Yesterday is where I play
The memories only get sweeter
Even though I heard them say
Memories can sometimes change
The more bitter is the better
Tomorrow is another place
The memories are mailed like a letter
Even though just like your face
Memories can sometimes fade
The more bitter is the better
If she ever wanted to change
I don’t think that I would let her
The bitter the better
If nothing in this world was so wrong
Then maybe you and I would be together
It’s the notion that we care
In the way we’re never there
Or the hope that is despair
That makes it all so hard to conquer
If giving up’s the rule to adhere
Then maybe our hearts would beat in time
It’s the lie within the soul
That never lets me go
Which in turn just lets me know
That you’re still not a believer
To the point I can’t believe
Yesterday is where I play
The memories only get sweeter
Even though I heard them say
Memories can sometimes change
The more bitter is the better
Tomorrow is another place
The memories are mailed like a letter
Even though just like your face
Memories can sometimes fade
The more bitter is the better
If she ever wanted to change
I don’t think that I would let her
The bitter the better
You do your thing
So far from me
No hope you bring
To anything
You play this game
So close to me
No way you can say
Anything
That would mean anything
To me
To the point that you’d mean everything to me
Yesterday is where I play
The memories only get sweeter
Even though I heard them say
Memories can sometimes change
The more bitter is the better
Tomorrow is another place
The memories are mailed like a letter
Even though just like your face
Memories can sometimes fade
The more bitter is the better
If she ever wanted to change
I don’t think that I would let her
The bitter the better
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