Bittersweet Memories Lyric - B.F.M.V

You turn me off at the push of a button
And you pretend that I don't mean nothin'
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, 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)

I wanna run and escape from your prison
But when I leave I feel something is missin'
I'm not afraid that's easy to tell
This can't be heaven, it feels like I'm in H*LL!

You're like a dr*g that I can't stop takin'
I want more and I can't stop cravin'
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, 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, 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..

Whoa.. oh.. oh.. oh..
Whoa.. oh.. oh.. oh..
Whoa.. oh.. oh.. oh..
There's nothing left to say..
... (2x)


                       Artist: Bullet For My Valentine
                       Album: Fever