Irónica Paradoja.

There's a universal bottom line, everybody in disguise. Even you and I. Behind the facade tryin to get by. You wanna play with fire; you're gonna get burned. It's the be all end all. And right before we fade away call a spade a spade. And you should know you can tell it's a bittersweet world. Why can't we all just get along in this bittersweet world, with closets full of skeletons. I'm a bittersweet girl. Demons out to get me as i stand alone.