The food that I'm eating is suddenly tasteless
I know I'm alone now
I know what it tastes likeSo break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good ones!Like you might make a dollar
I'm inside your mouth now
Behind your tonsils
Peaking over your molarsYou're talking to her now
You've eaten something minty
And you're making that face that I like
When you're going in for the kill kill
For the killer kiss kiss for the kiss kissI need your money
It'll help me
I need your car and I need your love
I need your money
It'll help me
I need your car and I need your love
So won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out out out out out?Just break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
You might make a dollar
You might make a dollar
So won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out out out out out?Just break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good onesYou might make a dollar
Songwriters
Spektor, ReginaPublished by
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