The Bitter End Lyrics - 3 Rounds & A Sound - Blind Pilot

If ever you should die I know I'd shave my head 

It's not a morbid thought, I mean it out of love 

Come back daddy 

Come back to the bitter end 

Come back daddy 

Hands, tooth, coats, and vitamins 

If ever the sea claims the cities on the coast 

Before the last bridge blows I know I will propose 

Come back baby 

Armed with paddles in your hands 

Come back baby 

Come back to the bitter end 

The soil on the spade will be my love in her 

The cellphone satellites will hurl to the earth 

To the earth 

But in the moon 

There is half of our shadow on 

From in the womb 

There are strange sounds on the water front 

And it takes a month 

To lose it all 

Come back baby 

Come back to the bitter end 

Come back everything that caught up in the plans 

Come back baby 

Come back to the bitter end 

Come back everything that puts salt in the sand