Anger and Violence in Lieu of Bitterness

Bitter
I am bitter 'cause you want it this way

Bitter
Why am I bitter

Am I bitter 'cause I don't want to see you
Bitter 'cause I don't want to talk to you
Bitter 'cause I don't want to text message you
Bitter 'cause I don't want to e-mail you
And am I bitter 'cause I don't want to be with you
I am bitter 'cause you made it this way

Fucking chicks
Don't know the difference between bitter and not wanting to be bothered
And it seems she had things between us where it was like I always hollered
These fucking chicks wanna stay together 'cause they like the drama, the abuse
And no matter how many fucked up relationships I've been in, I just can't get use
To this
Although it has put me in angry mode, which now most of the time I'm always pissed
And when I think about them
Adrenaline
Rushes over me
And I am angry, I am anxious, I am wide awake, and I am sweaty
But not bitter
And I hope none of them ever cross my path when I am feeling like this 'cause I don't know what I would do
But I know blood and bruises would be the end results

I can be angry and violent just like the words I write
But it leaves the chicks coming back for more
Words can be right
Pierce and rhyme
But just as long as blood and bruises aren't the end results

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