Nothing Tastes as Good as It Feels

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 F*ck Let me eat carbs