Taste Of Pain

(альбом: Love Anxiety 2 - 2019)

Leaving someone who you love leads to destruction
Even when that person poisons who you are
Booking from a commitment leads to illusion
Leaves you wondering exactly what you are

I swear you're always looking out
For a reason to be mad
I swear you love the taste of pain
And you get high on being sad
I think you love to play pretend
Like everything I do is bad
I got so high the night you left
Now that you're gone I'm fucking glad

Now I'm all alone with my girls and cocaine
Thinking on that night, play it back on replay
The words I coulda said, now I took the safe play
Please tell me, were we meant to be? Well, what the fuck can I say?

Drinks on the table, babe, let's get fucked
There's bodies in the corridor, babe, it's so fucked
I'm rich and I'm young, now, babe, you can call it love
There's a price for this life, babe never deals up (never deals up)

I swear you're always looking out
For a reason to be mad
I swear you love the taste of pain
And you get high on being sad
I think you love to play pretend
Like everything I do is bad
I got so high the night you left
Now that you're gone I'm fucking glad

Now I'm all alone with my girls and cocaine
Thinking on that night, play it back on replay
The words I coulda said, now I took the safe play
Please tell me, were we meant to be? Well, what the fuck can I say?