She tries to think back to all the good she's seen
But doesn't have the nerve to be as calm as she has been.
She wants to take it over, follow all her dreams.
Avoid the explosion, but no one hears her scream.
The sweetest taste is bitter.
She's so close to pulling the trigger.
The battles she tries to fight keep her awake at night,
She'll do what needs to be done.
The things she's sacrificed got out of control
But still she's thinking twice, because she would trade her soul
For freedom is it worth it, cause the price she'll pay
It's more than the obvious, it is her liberty.
The sweetest taste is bitter.
She's so close to pulling the trigger.
The battles she tries to fight keep her awake at night,
She'll do what needs to be done.
The battles she tries to hide keep her awake at night,
She'll do what needs to be done.
What she's done, what she'll do, there's no understanding her.
Why she's done what she did explains the grid.
What she's done, what she'll do, there's no understanding her.
Why she's done what she did explains the grid.
The sweetest taste is bitter.
She's so close to pulling the trigger.
The battles she tries to fight keep her awake at night,
She'll do what needs to be done.
The battles she tries to hide keep her awake at night,
She'll do what needs to be done.
The battles she tries to fight keep her awake at night,
She'll do what needs to be done.