So bitter-sweet is solitude
'Cause why on earth would I need you?
I'm perfectly happy here by myself.

Except when it gets it dark and it gets cold
When I'm alone, sitting on my bed
and I miss the way my hands fit perfectly in yours

So bitter-sweet is solitude
Because I'm better now I'm without you
But it is still solitude, and I am still alone.

I miss you, I love you, no I don't, I hate you
I miss the memories, not the person
but the happiness, the company.