[Lyric] Vitriol (Sistertalk)

I kept it close
Tight to my chest
And now a choice was time well spent
I kept it close
Tight to my chest
And now I'm done, I'm spent
I'm spent

I've become acidic
And a little bitter
More so than I'd like to be
Nothing else to say
For I no longer bother with compliments or pleasantries
This may be for nothing
If not promote laughter in those I care to impress
If my derision is feeding their amusement
I'll know to my expense
Am I the jokе for their ends?

I'll do it over
But what's thе use?
I'm getting older
What more excuse?
No point hanging around for this
No point hanging around
'Cause I don't think I
Have it in me
But it doesn't matter
I take it you've had enough of this
Our crippling devotion
Couldn't shake the notion
That this was not meant to be
Watching as I stammer
Hopelessly enamored
What a sorry sight to see
Hold it close
Hold it close
Until I've reached the end
Hold it close
Hold it close
Until I [?]

I'm too sober
To see this through
I'm getting older
One more excuse, look
No point in hanging around
For this
No point in hanging around
'Cause I don't think I
Have it in me
Oh, what's the matter?
I take it you've had enough of this