Worst Taste in Men – The Haunt Lyrics
I got the record for the worst taste in men
Found a new narcissist and I love him to death
I got a lotta things that I do regret
But loving you ain't one, do it again and again
You really fuck up my life
Oh, but that's just my type
A loaded gun that just won't shoot
And bet on a man who loves to lose
Broken pieces I've tried to glue
I've spent forever trying to solve you
Edge of a blade that won't cut through
It's always the same, it's nothing new
It doesn't matter, tear my heart in two
I've spent forever trying to solve you
I've picked up all the pieces you left behind
Think I can fix him up, just give me some time
Oh, he's got anger issues, I have 'em too
Think we can work it out, just let me love you
A loaded gun that just won't shoot
And bet on a man who loves to lose
Broken pieces I've tried to glue
I've spent forever trying to solve you
Edge of a blade that won't cut through
It's always the same, it's nothing new
It doesn't matter, tear my heart in two
I've spent forever trying to solve you
I'm no psychiatrist
Just a broken girl with a bloody kiss
And two black eyes and bruised up fists
With a broke-down boy, I swear I can fix
A loaded gun that just won't shoot
And bet on a man who loves to lose
Broken pieces I've tried to glue
I've spent forever trying to solve you
Edge of a blade that won't cut through
It's always the same, it's nothing new
It doesn't matter, tear my heart in two
I've spent forever trying to solve you
Worst Taste in Men, de The Haunt, do álbum Ghost; compositores Anastasia Grace, Maxamillion Haunt e Kevin Gruft. Lançamento: July 10, 2026.
