Swallow The Bitter Pill – Edson – letras

On a day when everything feels likeLike a giant bitter pillHard to swallow, hard to be politeAm I imaginary ill?On a day when everything feels grayAnd people even dress to beI want you to stay and walk awayI would only disagreeUntil tomorrow I willWallow in sorrow with skillUntil tomorrow I’ll beTalking to no one but meSo you think I’m self-regarding andSay I’m quick to take offenceSo you’re calling me a quibbler, wellI just call it self-defenceYeah, I’m grumpy in the morning, trueBecause I don’t sleep at nightYou can call me vain enough for twoCall me anything you likeUntil tomorrow I willWallow in sorrow with skillUntil tomorrow I’ll beTalking to no one but meI know what I’d like to do nowI know what I like to doEverything is obsolete andI like things when they are newDon’t talk to meDon’t walk awayDon’t shave my headDon’t talk to meUntil tomorrow I willWallow in sorrow with skillUntil tomorrow I’ll beTalking to no one but me