In My Pocket

I found your teeth they were broken on my plate So I bit through everything so I could just relate And You have your tongue, but I stole all your taste So you could come through again and be my waste Be my waste Be my waste I know that I Have to breakout Of every habit that I've made before And I know that I Am such a familiar taste What a waste What a waste What a waste What do you need what do you need I'm what you want me to be What do you need what do you need I'm what you wanted me to be What do you need what do you need I'm what you wanted me to be What do you need from me You now you are My everything No you're not What a waste What a waste I got lost I got lost Inside of my head I got lost I got lost Inside of my house I got lost I got lost Oh I fell into your bed As I threw you in my car I was lost As I threw you in my car Oh the backseat was never far As I threw you in my car Oh I drove us way too far As I threw you in my car Oh I took this way too far As I threw you in my car I loved every single taste of it What a taste What a taste We were a waste We were a waste I was a waste You're all I taste