Every candlelight dinner, date night liquor, late night visitor Reminds me of a killer, reminds me I should kill him Every jazz band, holding hands "Could I have this dance?" reminds me of a bad man Every home decor and hardware store Reminds me more of blood on your marble floors Bittersweet defeat I know you didn't mean it Bittersweet defeat I know you didn't mean it Memories of our dead garden Is it a crime that I planned to leave you in our Brooklyn apartment? It seems like it ended before it got started Know that our parents called it Said I'd end up broken-hearted Now every candlelight dinner, date night liquor, late night visitor Reminds me of a killer, reminds me I should kill him And every jazz band, holding hands "Could I have this dance?" reminds me of a bad man Every home decor and hardware store Reminds me more of blood on your marble floors Bittersweet defeat I know you didn't mean it Bittersweet defeat I know you didn't mean it