Bad Taste
You can pass me by, but I don’t care
You can turn your head, like I’m not there
You can call me names, and laugh and stare
You can let me down, like you let down air

You can dice me, you can slice me
You can marinate and spice me
But it’s you who’ll have
The bad taste in your mouth

You can ***** and curse, and put me down
Say I’m nothing, Kick me out the house
Complain you feel ashamed, that I’m your son
Lucky for you, I’m not your only one

You can bend me, you can break me
You can scream out loud you hate me
But you know I’ll leave a bad taste in your mouth

You can say I look just like my dad
But I’ll erase that from your quoting pad
But I guess deep down I know it’s true
And just for that I hate you and him too

You can hang me, or behead me,
Spike my food with something deadly
But it’s you who’ll have
The bad taste in your mouth