Bitter Side Of Sweet Lyrics - Black Clint

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.