Nothing Tastes Right

Woke up late again, lights are bleeding through my skin

Coffee's cold, my thoughts are rust

Nothing matters, but I must

Drag my bones through this routine

Say I'm fine, but I'm not clean

Nothing tastes right anymore

Cracks in my smile, nails on the floor

If I'm breathing, what's it for?

Don't need a key — just break the door

Nothing tastes right…

Not even you

Radio plays songs I hate

But I let it scream — it numbs the weight

Flick a flame, burn my doubt

Say my prayers, then spit them out

I wrote your name in my old book

Then tore the page — didn’t dare to look

Nothing tastes right anymore

Words are cheap, and love’s a chore

If you’re listening, close that door

I’ll pretend like I'm not sore

Nothing tastes right…

Not even you

Black lungs, white lies

I dream in static lullabies

You said I’d glow

But I just decay slow

NOTHING TASTES RIGHT!

I SCREAM, YOU SMILE

HIDE YOUR HALO — STAY A WHILE

IF THIS IS LOVE, THEN COUNT ME OUT

I’D RATHER DROWN

I’D RATHER—

Nothing tastes right…

Not even you.