Bitter Truth

Our missing pieces walked between us

When we were moving through the door

You called them mine I called them yours

You would make me get so angry

But then I'd stay there on my own

We've both made peace but all alone

Some call it talking blues talking blues

Some call it bitter truth

Some call it getting even in a song

I kept reading hidden meanings

You would rage how I was wrong

That life was too short

You'd stayed too long

Let's be honest we were strongest

Until I let you drag me down

I was sorry then I'm not now

Some get a garden heart

Some get a riverside

Some get a house that lets the years go by

That life has ended you seem contented

While the graveside flowers die

I call them yours you call them mine

Nothing makes silence like experience

There's a message in my eyes

You better love yourself 'cause I've tried

Some call it talking blues talking blues

Some call it bitter truth

Some call it getting even in a song