Bile - Single Mothers

Ferociousness between the sheets to prove that you’re a man

You’re flexing hard with rubber arms oh you’re falling apart fast

But if you could just get back your 20s

Or fuck some of mine out of me

Cum your youth

Or spit and spew

Your vile between my knees

Show me what you think I’m worth to you

Let’s make three wishes and hope that one comes true

Just

Fuck me for my budding self esteem

It’s worth more to you

Than it will ever be to me

And if it’s my body that you want

Well

No one’s ever called me a tease

A small glance a tiny gesture

It’s all that I need

And

Those

Bar guys with their starry eyes

They’re not going anywhere

And those angels in their winter coats

They’re still trying to get in here

And substance abuse is for the youth

I’m just being who I am

Settled in to the bitter end

I can hear them building my cross now

Are you

Fucking me or my body image

Here’s some pictures go have fun with them

I taste a little bile in your kiss

I taste a little desperation in this situation

And it turns you on

To know that I’ll be gone

While you wade in your sin and redemption

How does it feel to be disciplined

How does it feel to be so undesirable

Throw up when you feel full

Being pretty is the only thing that we should be worried about

Look how they look at you now

See how they look at you now

They tried to plant the seed of faith in calorie counters and small plates

Portion control is your soul

You could look just like that

If heaven was a star lit parking lot binge of denial

All the bartenders said you look pretty tonight

Ain’t that nice

Well that’s what you wanted