Bitter Side Of Sweet
(Clint Black/Hayden Nicholas)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.