I used to cry I used to cry alone Watch my faces, I grow older Reflect the world I've known I used to wonder What it was that I did wrong No amount of conversation Could keep me holding on That kind of love that I would need Tasted too bittersweet to me And every little tear That ever used to fall Broke most of my resistance And that's the cruelest twist of all 'cause the kind of love that I would need Tasted too bittersweet to me So don't look back I don't stop to hang around Don't except the disappointment Relationships have found The kind of love that I would need Tasted too bittersweet The kind of love that I would need Tasted too bittersweet to me