He like the hard stuff
And I like it pink
It'd make me make a face to try what he drinks
He says I'm a baby for liking it weak
But just like our drinks we're bitter and sweet
He doesn't want love and neither do I
But he pours him some whiskey and then me some wine
The taste of old Evan's cherry on his lips I can't beat
And just like our drinks we're bitter and sweet
He won't call me his and I won't call him mine
But he calls me honey and I tell him he's fine
We both think without us our lives are complete
Cause just like our drinks we're bitter and sweet
Yeah just like our drinks
We're bitter and sweet
