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 f*cks 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 f*cks 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 f*cks that my period has stopped
I wish I was skinny, but I'll never be enough
Kate Moss gives no f*cks that my period has stopped
I wish I was skinny, but I'll never be enough
Kate Moss gives no f*cks that my period has stopped
I wish I was skinny, but I'll never be enough
Kate Moss gives no f*cks that my period has stopped
I wish I was skinny, but I'll never be enough
Also, diet drinks taste like absolute f*cking shit
Give me full fat, you f*cking bastards, ah
Kate Moss ruined my life
F*ck
Let me eat carbs