I would love a taste of your nepenthe powdered tart   Let me past your velvet rope, your body is my art      I don't know how I can take you for granted,   And then want to die when you're gone   I don't know why you decide to turn off when I'm already turning you on      My cousin Tony saw you drunk at the Diary Queen   I didn't want to believe it   Sneakin' in the back with the king of the rave scene   I still don't want to believe it, girl      Break me off a piece of your inverted orchid pie   Let me underneath your crust, I need to get inside      I don't know how I can take you for granted,   And then want to die when you're gone   I don't know why you decide to turn off when I'm already turning you on      My cousin Tony saw you drunk at the Diary Queen   I didn't want to believe it   Sullying my name, makin' fun of my hygiene   I still don't want to believe it, girl      I wanted to die      Tra-ge-dy,    al-l-l my best lines went up your nose   Co-me-dy, I'm still    Singin' through pantyhose   His-to-r-r-ry shows I've always    Relished your nepenthe powdered tart.