[Verse 1] Kicked down the alley with my jacket torn, Cold wind biting like a vow I swore. Cheap neon buzzing over busted stone, I keep on walking ‘cause it feels like home. [Chorus] Bitter lime on my tongue, Burns the night as it runs. Bitter lime in my chest, Hits me hard, never rests. [Verse 2] Old friends shouting from a rusted door, Same old stories that we lived before. Laughing loud just to forget the mess, Life tastes sour but I like it best. [Chorus] Bitter lime on my tongue, Burns the night as it runs. Bitter lime in my chest, Hits me hard, never rests. [Outro] Bitter lime, bitter lime — Cuts me sharp every time.
