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Bullet For My Valentine lyrics : "BITTERSWEET MEMORIES"

Verse 1:
You turn me off at the push of a button
and you pretend that I don't mean nothing

I'm not gonna say that's easy to tell
but guess what honey, it ain't no angel


You like to scream these 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...

Chorus:

So rid my pictures from your wall,
tear them down and burn them all,
light the fire and walk away,

there's nothing left to say..so
Take the ashes from the floor,
bury them to just make sure,

and nothing more is left of me
just bittersweet memories


Memories...

Verse 2:

I wanna run and escape from your prison
but when I leave I feel something is missing
I'm not afraid, that's easy to tell

this can't be heaven, it feels like I'm in hell
You're like a drug that I can't stop taking
I want more and I can't stop craving

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...


Chorus:
So rid my pictures from your wall,
tear them down and burn them all,

light the fire and walk away,
there's nothing left to say..so
Take the ashes from the floor,

bury them to just make sure,
and 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!! )

Chorus:

So rid my pictures from your wall,
tear them down and burn them all,
light the fire and walk away,

there's nothing left to say..so
Take the ashes from the floor,
bury them to just make sure,

and nothing more is left of me
just bittersweet memories


ohohohoh, ohohohoh, ohohohohoh
There's nothing left to say...


ohohohoh, ohohohoh, ohohohohoh
There's nothing left to say...

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