Looking in the mirror by the bathroom sink
thinking 'bout my mental state
You see that the grass is always greener in retrospect
When that meal was an empty plate
Nothing tastes as good as it feels
but I just can't regulate
My reflection that's depressing
and I haven't learned my lesson
So I'll try to drop a little more weight

Hey
Nothing tastes as good as it feels
Nothing tastes as good as it feels

Standing in the doctor's room
And he's telling me I'm wasting away
You see that my skin's pretty dry
hair thinning out the sides
And my bones are getting ready to break
Doctors tell me how I've built all these bad habits
And with a condescending tone he starts to narrate
That I'm stuck in a cycle of bitching and restriction
And then bitching and restricting again

Hey
Nothing is as good as it feels
Oh, nothing is as good as it feels

Nothing tastes as good as it feels
As my head hits the rim of the toilet lid
Kate Moss gives no fucks that my period has stopped
Wish I was skinny, but I'll never be enough
Nothing tastes as good as it feels
As my head hits the rim of the toilet lid
Kate Moss gives no fucks that my period has stopped
Wish I was skinny, but I'll never be enough

Nothing tastes as good as it feels
Oh, nothing tastes as good as it feels

Kate Moss gives no fucks that my period has stopped
I wish I was skinny, but I'll never be enough
Kate Moss gives no fucks that my period has stopped
I wish I was skinny, but I'll never be enough
Kate Moss gives no fucks that my period has stopped
I wish I was skinny, but I'll never be enough
Kate Moss gives no fucks that my period has stopped
I wish I was skinny, but I'll never be enough

Also, diet drinks taste like absolute fucking shit
Give me full fat, you fucking bastards, ah
Kate Moss ruined my life
Fuck
Let me eat carbs