Meshell Ndegeocello
"Bitterly"


You pushed me away,
Bitterly.
You cursed my name,
Bitterly.
My apologies fall on your deaf ears.
And now your eyes,
they look at me,
Bitterly.

(guitar solo)

I stand ashamed,
admist my foolish pride.
Cause for us they'll be nomore.
For us they'll be (no more)
And now my eyes, they look at yu,
Bitterly.
Bitterly.
Bitterly.