Bread Butter Tea Sugar
Wolf Alice"Bread Butter Tea Sugar" is a song by Wolf Alice, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:20 long and contains 43 lines and 245 words.
Lyrics
0:00How could I hate you?
0:08Can't even like you less
0:11So I just hate myself instead
0:19Why would I want to
0:26Wake up alone in my bed
0:30When I could have you here between my legs?
0:38I know you're no good
0:41But you're my wicked pleasure
0:45Feeding me charm
0:49In miniature measures
0:53Don't want a dish without salt
0:55Bread without butter
0:56If it's bad for me good
0:58I feel bad suits me better
1:00Don't want a dish without salt
1:02Tea without sugar
1:04If it's bad for me good
1:06I feel bad suits me better
1:09How could I hate you?
1:16Somehow I like you more
1:20You are just what I'm qualified for
1:24And when the last of the sand hits the hourglass floor
1:29Carve my name on the tombstone
1:32The badman's whore
1:51Don't want a dish without salt
1:53Bread without butter
1:54If it's bad for me good
1:56I feel bad suits me better
1:58Don't want a dish without salt
2:00Tea without sugar
2:02If it's bad for me good
2:04I feel bad suits me better
2:54Under the shadow of a mountain
2:57I pay no mind to move
3:01There is still some scattered light
3:04It warms me up like it could reach me inside
3:08And then I come into a clearing
3:10And then I come into a clearing
3:11And I come into a clearing
3:12And I come into a clearing
3:14And I come into a clearing
3:15And I come into a clearing
3:20And I come into a clearing
How could I hate you? Can't even like you less So I just hate myself instead Why would I want to Wake up alone in my bed When I could have you here between my legs? I know you're no good But you're my wicked pleasure Feeding me charm In miniature measures Don't want a dish without salt Bread without butter If it's bad for me good I feel bad suits me better Don't want a dish without salt Tea without sugar If it's bad for me good I feel bad suits me better How could I hate you? Somehow I like you more You are just what I'm qualified for And when the last of the sand hits the hourglass floor Carve my name on the tombstone The badman's whore Don't want a dish without salt Bread without butter If it's bad for me good I feel bad suits me better Don't want a dish without salt Tea without sugar If it's bad for me good I feel bad suits me better Under the shadow of a mountain I pay no mind to move There is still some scattered light It warms me up like it could reach me inside And then I come into a clearing And then I come into a clearing And I come into a clearing And I come into a clearing And I come into a clearing And I come into a clearing And I come into a clearing
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