Bittersweet

Never met anybody like you
Don't think I ever would've liked to
It's a little unlike me to like you
It's a little unlike me to like you

From bottles
In the park on a Thursday
To spewing up your heart
In the worst way
I never thought
I needed to remind you
And it's a little unlike me to try to

Pre Chorus:
So you should get
Prosecco and a glass
And not some flowers in a vase
I'm not with all that tryna
Make me cringe shit

So you should text me
Back don't write a card
Don't have the time
To break your heart
I'm not the one you
Think I am just listen

So go on keep on talking out your ass
Cos all I hear is blah blah blah
And all the nice guys finish last I guess
All the nice guys finish last I guess

But boy your rings just
Make your fingers green
You drive around inside
A box like it's a limousine
Let's not romanticise
This time it isn't bittersweet
I'm sorry sweetie but it isn't sweet
I'm sorry sweetie but it

Never met anybody like you
Not sure I ever really liked you
You said that you wanted to try this
But it's a little unlike me to try to

So we lay in separate beds
All on our own now
And yes it's feeling kinda g
Ood to be alone now
Needed space to check
The stars before it goes south

I swear I didn't mess
It up on purpose
I just figured we were meant
To be less than this
And boy I know I make you nervous
Cos I keep catching your
Eyes drifting down to my lips

Cos if I didn't call it quits
And if i let you in this time
Nah it's fun to lie

But boy your rings just
Make your fingers green
You drive around inside
A box like it's a limousine
Let's not romanticise
His time it isn't bittersweet
I'm sorry sweetie but it isn't sweet
I'm sorry sweetie but it

Archer

Bittersweet

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