Don't nobody tell me that God don't have a sense of humor
'Cause now that I want to live, well, everybody around me is dyin'
Now that I finally wanna live, the ones I love are dyin'

Becoming friends with a noose that I made and I keep tryin' to untie it
Make it into something useful or maybe hang it through a window pane
Turn it into a fire escape

It tastes so bitter on my tongue
The truth's a killer
But I can't leave it alone
But I can't leave it alone
But I can't leave it alone

You don't remember my name some days or that we're related
It triggers my worry, who else am I gonna lose before I am ready?
And who's gonna lose me?

It tastes so bitter on my tongue
The truth's a killer
But I can't leave it alone
But I can't leave it alone
But I can't leave it alone
But I can't leave it a

If you know love
You best prepare to grieve
Let it enter your open heart and
Then prepare to let it leave

It tastes so bitter
The truth's a killer
But I can't leave it alone
But I can't leave it alone
But I can't leave it alone
But I can't leave it alone
But I can't leave it alone
But I can't leave it a

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Writer(s): Hayley Nichole Williams, Joey Howard