All my love for you has got no place left now to go
Thinking 'bout the way things were just seemed so long ago
I let you use my soul
Til I lose control
And let it flow
Can't see straight when things get low and I feel too bad to show
Take the things I shouldn't take to get so high from home
I let it fill the hole
Where you used to go
And let it flow
People die to know
If they like it all
And you like that
Down in every way
Say you like the pain and they like that
Even hell's higher
Than it felt beside ya
Bed of nails to lie on
Every day
But I'm only thinking 'bout the taste
The TV talks but I'm not sure what it really means at all
And all the kids stare at the phones while I just watch the walls
Cause I'm a loser yo, and I'm losing hope
And it shows
People die to know
If they like it all
And you like that
Down in every way
Say you like the taste of disaster
Even hell's higher
Than it felt beside ya
Bed of nails to lie on
Every day
But I'm only thinking 'bout the taste
Even hell's higher
Than it felt beside ya
Bed of nails to die on
Every day
But I'm only thinking 'bout the taste