Eat from a golden platter
Still I taste a little better
Wake up, but nothing matters
Run, run, run
Make love and feel my power
Make you feel a little lower
Each day I pick the flowers
Scream, scream, scream

I was looking for a home, one who could handle my style
For a place where I could live without sacrifice
So he told me this life is not one to survive
So look me in the eyes I’m gonna eat you alive

There’s a life after love
And it’s tasty
Oh there’s a life after love
So don’t waste it
There’s a life after love
And it’s tasty
Oh there’s a life after love
So don’t waste it

Eat from a golden platter
Still I taste a little better
Wake up, but nothing matters
Run, run, run
Make love and feel my power
Make you feel a little lower
Each day I pick the flowers
Scream, scream, scream

I offered you my hand not like some endless supply
You can’t handle your shit, so don’t mess up mine
I think this time I fell for myself
She got up from that dusty shelf
Can’t believe that I‘m looking at me
Now this bitch is fearless and free

There’s a life after love
And it’s tasty
Oh there’s a life after love
So don’t waste it
There’s a life after love
And it’s tasty

You might have really loved me
You might have really cared
But babe, your fear was stronger
And trust was scarce
And by controlling others
You felt safe
See that’s not really
How this game is played

(There’s a life after love)
Eat from a golden platter
(And it’s tasty)
Still I taste a little better
(Oh there’s a life after love)
Wake up, but nothing matters
(So don’t waste it)
Run, run, run
(There’s a life after love)
Make love and feel my power
(And it’s tasty)
Make you feel a little lower
(Oh there’s a life after love)
Each day I pick the flowers
(So don’t waste it)
Scream, scream, scream

(There’s a life after love)
Eat from a golden platter
(And it’s tasty)
Still I taste a little better
(Oh there’s a life after love)
Wake up, but nothing matters
(So don’t waste it)
Run, run, run
(There’s a life after love)
Make love and feel my power
(And it’s tasty)
Make you feel a little lower
(Oh there’s a life after love)
Each day I pick the flowers
(So don’t waste it)
Scream, scream, scream