The psychopath never takes a bath

'Cause he'll wash away his hate.

And we crowd and bark

In the damp and dark,

As old Scrooge comes through the gate.



They whisper in the hall,

And he rattles at the door,

As a smile behind the blind.

Because I'm leaving soon

You can keep your dirty room,

And your dirty screwed up mind.



Don't pop in, It's a deadly sin,

If your living in fear of Hell.

Hearts beat fast, as he stops to crash,

Hear the stories he has to tell.



You can try to frighten me

You can think whatever you like

You can try to better me

'Cause I'm coiled and ready to strike.



All your life you've toed the line

Never tried and never resisted

And now your running out of time

All you ever feel is bitter and twisted.



Bitter

Twisted

Bitter

Twisted twisted

Bitter

Twisted

Bitter

Twisted twisted.



The businessman puts a shaky hand

Through a space beneath the wall.

(Bitter twisted)

Where a lonely queen is a sex machine,

Just to answer natures call.

(Bitter twisted)

The first mans wife holds a kitchen knife,

But she can't stand the site of blood.

(Bitter twisted)

So she takes her pills

And he's always ill

And they both dream of super studs.



Getting off on guilty minds

Turning on to what's not aloud

Nothing real or nothing kind

Tell me how you'll ever feel proud.



All your life you've lived a lie

All closed up the way you existed

Now your running out of time

All you ever feel is bitter and twisted.



Bitter

Twisted

Bitter

Twisted twisted

Bitter

Twisted

Bitter

Twisted twisted.



Bitter (Bitter)

Twisted (Twisted)

Bitter (Bitter)

Twisted twisted

Writer : SWINDELLS, STEVE
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.