Bitter Side Of Sweet — текст песни (Clint Black)

Bitter Side Of Sweet
(Clint Black/Hayden Nicholas)

She asked me how love gets along with me all by myself.
Wonders how I keep from getting dust upon that shelf.
She wanted to know how a man like me ends up alone, anyway.
`Was I breakin` all the rules of love and the games that people play.
I said not too many hangin` round of all the ones I meet.
In time they always find that I`m on the bitter side of sweet.

She huddled on the gate on my block where I always catch my bus.
An` I hoped it wouldn`t stop today, there`d just be the two of us.
But it showed up like it always does, about twenty minutes late.
I told her it`d right along but she said she couldn`t wait.
She didn`t need any assistance in putting some distance, between us on that
empty street.
She was of a mind, in record time that I`m on the bitter side of sweet.

That I act this was is really no my fault.
It just means all the sweet things I got to say,
Come along with a grain of salt.

It`s no wonder I`m not scoring points, I`m always out of bounds.
If any wise willed words convince the point, I`m foolish by the pound.
An` a fool can see no one believes what`s rollin` off my tongue.
An` I`ve never seen a recipe for sweet talkin` anyone.
I could have written a book on the lessons I took in the agony of defeat.
An showed you all the signs between the lines on the bitter side of sweet.
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