Bittersweet

I'm just setting, I'm just setting a trap, and I'm not pulling, no I'm not pulling for you, you're just pulling at me, I'm not a betting man but this is a sure thing, I've been to Tokyo and to South Africa, so many places that you might say I've seen it all, but my favorite place is the warm embrace, of holding your hair back in a bathroom stall, everything I do is bittersweet you could tell me secrets that I'll probably repeat, I'm not trying to hurt you, I just love to speak, it feels like we're pulling teeth, I guess that's how it's gotta be, all that hate is gonna burn you up, it keeps me warm at night, warmer than anyone, I think how many drinks I've had, no more in either hand, I'm slurring on purpose, and it's certainly worth it, you and me in a proverbial tree, it's such a mystery why you're here, and you became as clear as cellophane, my voice of reasoning, I don't think I can take the way you make me out to be.