Taste of You

Now the fire has gone away
I face you with a broken pen
And sympathy and gratitude
Dissolve into disaray
I relied, undisguised
Followed all you'd say

Was your weakness momentary
You're devotion temporary

It's a question of taste
Like a slap in the face
Let the vain do what they do
Did you laugh at my innocence

Custom made but gone astray
Erase you with a pencilhead
I'm bulletproof now I hide
But somehow I was happy then
Do you know, how lost, how lost, how lost

Was your weakness, momentary
Your devotion, temporary

It's a question of taste, like a slap in the face
It's a question of taste, let the vain do
What they do, did you laugh at my innocence

I don't want to live forever, I just want some... ohohohoh
I don't want to live forever, I just want some...ohohohoh