Tragic Everybody trying to hide all of those habits It's kinda bizarre when it's who you are Tragic that it’s come to this I bury all of my vices Tryin’ to keep my head up over it When everything’s whatever It’s the be all end all And right before we fade away Call a spade a spade And you should know, you can tell it’s a Bittersweet world Why can’t we all just get along In this bittersweet world Everybody reaping what they sow In this sweet world Whatever happened to the magic that was keeping us The faith that was the on stardust Now there’s hypocrites pointing fingers With three fingers pointing right back And all we’re left with is And all we’re left with is And all we’re left with is The foolish pride And quick fixes It’s the be all end all And right before we fade away Call a spade a spade And you should know, you can tell it’s a Bittersweet world Why can’t we all just get along In this bittersweet world Everybody reaping what they sow In this Bittersweet world With closets full of skeletons I’m a bittersweet girl Demons out to get me as I Stand alone There’s a universal bottom line Everybody’s in disguise, even you and I Behind the fa