Bittersweet

Raise your glasses
Think of the times we've had
Wash down your pride
Think of all the things
We should have said
We should have said

Why does it have to end that way?
Every hello means good-bye someday
All precious moments laid to waste
And all the good times washed away

Save up your smiles
Wait for the impending crash
Days will be grey
And nights will be black like cash

So raise
Your voice
Speak up and make a wish
Yeah, raise
Your voice
And tell me
What you miss
You'll dearly miss

Why does it have to end that way?
Every hello means good-bye someday
I seems like nothing's here to stay
I already miss you, already miss you all today

Think of all the times
We had
Think of what we should
Have said

Tonight is bittersweet
Bittersweet
The Night is bittersweet
Bittersweet

Yeah

Yeah
Why does it have to end that way? (days will be grey)
Every hello means good-bye someday
Why must we always end that way? (all laid to waste)
Let's raise our glasses to decay
C'mon, raise your glass