You say that you're a misery girl
This could be your very last chance
To say something nice about me
Are you so afraid of life
That you wouldn't think twice
about ending it once and for all
Does the bitter moon really care
If you think you're blind now,
well you ain't seen nothing yet
So put your head upon my shoulder
Cause we don't get smarter, girl
and the bitter moon doesn't care
The sun isn't shining just for you,
it doesn't only rain when you cry
Life breaks your poor heart in two,
but the world doesn't stop
Although sometimes it feels
So you say that you're a cynical girl
Maybe that's why we get on so well
This could be our very last chance
To fall for each other's spell
But we're so afraid to see
That it's safer to shoot up the lies
Does the bitter moon really care?
Don't about how dark it gets
And if you think you're blind now
Well, you ain't seen nothing yet
So put your head upon my shoulders
Cause we don't get smarter, girl
And the bitter moon doesn't care
So put your head upon my shoulders
Frank Bango
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