Once he held my hand as we walked and he sparkled My cheeks turned red and I got softer Told me how his trust had been shattered He turned transparent and I got weaker Now all that's left Tastes bitter Now all that's left Tastes bitter Wesnesday he always asks "Won't you come and see me?" But when I knocked on the door Noone was home Told me 'bout his nights and all his bad days And I tried my best to be his friend Now all that's left Tastes bitter Now all that's left Tastes bitter (tastes bitter) Nothing's new Nothing's pretty under the sun Nothing's new Nothing's pretty under the sun Nothing's new Nothings's pretty under the sun Nothing's new Nothing's pretty under the sun Oh, nothing's new Nothing's pretty under the sun Oh, nothing's new Nothing's pretry under the sun Nothing's new Nothing's pretty under the sun Nothing's new Nothings pretty under the sun