Bitter Taste

The bitter taste of my tongue

Many holes the damage done

It's bittersweet, black on gold Talk is cheap, or so I'm told

I'm gonna ride this bike to the edge of town Roll to the bridge with my eyes shut and spit at the stars

And scream in the dark

There's nothing I can do to change it now

But if I cut myself open, baby

You can read all my scars

Read all my scars

Hello, goodbye

There's a million ways to die

Should've led me way back, should've led me way back by the roadside

Hello, goodbye, I was staring in the devil's eyes

Should've led me way back, should've led me way back by the roadside

It's a picture chase