"Bitter Jest" lyrics
"Bitter Jest"
When I wasn't lookin' babe
Fell in love with you
You said you couldn't make it alone and you needed me too
Now the road you're on is turning
Round a different bend
And when I said when I'd follow you
I never thought it would end
And now the days are longer, nights are colder without you
There was a time I was meant for you
I tried my best but love played me a bitter jest
Love has made me miss you more
Than I should have did
And love has made a fool out of me
And you don't care
Well why the empty silence?
Why the painful lies?
Now I know you love someone else
I'm taking it hard tonight
And now the days are longer, nights are colder without you
There was a time I was meant for you
I tried my best but love played me a bitter jest
When I wasn't lookin' babe
Fell in love with you
Now I know you didn't need me
You had to have someone new
And now the days are longer, nights are colder without you
There was a time I was meant for you
I tried my best but love played me a bitter jest
Love played me a bitter jest
Love played me a bitter jest
Love played me a bitter jest
Love played me a bitter jest
Love played me a bitter jest
Thanks to Snafu (Troy) for adding these lyrics.
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album:
"The "Cocaine Drain" Album" (2025)
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