One, two, three, four, five, six,
I head out for breakfast but it's still dark in Iceland
And the snow grabs hold of my hairstrands
Flew three thousand miles, far from the city
Just to feel something
Just to feel human again
And I can taste the ocean from the nearby bay
And I can taste the promise of a new day
But I know it'll turn bitter, bitter, bitter soon
Oh, bitter, bitter, bitter soon
When the waitress walks over to take my usual order
And her name is Sarah too, as I crash into you
Bitter, bitter, soon as I crash into you
I'll be bitter, bitter soon
I remember the last fight was the first time saw you cry
A knife to all that I'd lacked then
We talked for hours at a bar, but no one could listen
I walked home as empty as you
I walked home as empty
And I still taste your lips when I'm alone with me
And I still taste the promise of a brand new day
But I know it'll turn bitter, bitter, bitter soon
Oh, bitter, bitter, bitter soon
When the waitress walks over to take my usual order
And her name is Sarah too, as I crash into you
Bitter, bitter, soon as I crash into you
I'll be bitter, bitter soon
And it's cold here in Iceland, but the people are warm
Check my face in the mirror, it hangs high above
The counter, the lovers, the pepper, the salt
All the bitter divorcees and the mothers who call
And my face is red like the ketchup on the table
Guess my blood knows something I don't
But I know it'll turn bitter, bitter, bitter soon
Bitter, bitter, bitter soon
When the waitress walks over to take my usual order
And her name is Sarah too, brings me right back to you
Bitter, bitter, soon brings me right back to you