Well, I’ve never really had a pretty {?}
A wet, hot reason to be sad
A government subsidies, suicide
And I wanted one so bad
I pray for an addiction to my own blood
A little blood {?}
To make someone I love come and cry for me
Who would die for me?
Who would die for me?
Tastes bad, and are you happy, it tastes bad
Like your cigarette, it tastes bad
And it’s not enough, it tastes bad
It’s sex and death, but it’s not love
I’ve been flirting with the chilling void
For many, many years
Dressing up to see him, trying hard to please his ears
Well, he slept with me just twice
He wouldn’t give me anymore
When I wear my bloodshot eyes he wants me as his wh#re
So f#cking die for me
And cry for me
Who would lie for me?
Who would lie for me?
It tastes bad, and I’m not happy yet, it tastes bad
Like your cigarette, it tastes bad
And it’s not enough, it tastes bad
It’s sex and death, and it’s not love
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Penelope Scott Lyrics – Tastes Bad