Pearl In the Oyster Sauce
Honey dripping from your tongue
Sea salt smeared all over your lips
Just wanted to taste anything at all
Endured your bitter lemon kiss
A storm cooking up over the mansion
Quite the oddly seasoned broth
Sunday's jacket in the closet
A feast for all those dirty moths
Wouldn't it have been convenient
Had I known your secret ingredient
And I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster sauce
I kept hiding
I kept hiding
So I wouldn't have to face that I was lost
I knew it wasn't meant to be
I knew it wasn't meant to be
Yet I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster, oyster sauce
Built a fortress around myself
Breaking waves like St. Malo
I wouldn't let in anyone at all
A helpless soul, so scandalous
Ran away from home for some cheap pleasure
Never found a place to stay
I drowned my sorrows at the beach
'Cause you know, the tides wash everything away
Wouldn't it have been convenient
Had I known your secret ingredient
And I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster sauce
I kept hiding
I kept hiding
So I wouldn't have to face that I was lost
I knew it wasn't meant to be
I knew it wasn't meant to be
Yet I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster, oyster sauce
Do you know what it's like to be in the middle?
Torn apart one piece at a time
Do you know what it's like to be belittled?
Left behind without reason or rhyme
And if you think it ain't hard
Then get the fucking card
Get the fucking money, baby
And buy me roses and blessings
When I undress, I repress
And I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster sauce
I kept hiding
I kept hiding
So I wouldn't have to face that I was lost
I knew it wasn't meant to be
I knew it wasn't meant to be
Yet I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster, oyster
Oyster, oyster
Oyster, oyster sauce
Sea salt smeared all over your lips
Just wanted to taste anything at all
Endured your bitter lemon kiss
A storm cooking up over the mansion
Quite the oddly seasoned broth
Sunday's jacket in the closet
A feast for all those dirty moths
Wouldn't it have been convenient
Had I known your secret ingredient
And I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster sauce
I kept hiding
I kept hiding
So I wouldn't have to face that I was lost
I knew it wasn't meant to be
I knew it wasn't meant to be
Yet I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster, oyster sauce
Built a fortress around myself
Breaking waves like St. Malo
I wouldn't let in anyone at all
A helpless soul, so scandalous
Ran away from home for some cheap pleasure
Never found a place to stay
I drowned my sorrows at the beach
'Cause you know, the tides wash everything away
Wouldn't it have been convenient
Had I known your secret ingredient
And I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster sauce
I kept hiding
I kept hiding
So I wouldn't have to face that I was lost
I knew it wasn't meant to be
I knew it wasn't meant to be
Yet I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster, oyster sauce
Do you know what it's like to be in the middle?
Torn apart one piece at a time
Do you know what it's like to be belittled?
Left behind without reason or rhyme
And if you think it ain't hard
Then get the fucking card
Get the fucking money, baby
And buy me roses and blessings
When I undress, I repress
And I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster sauce
I kept hiding
I kept hiding
So I wouldn't have to face that I was lost
I knew it wasn't meant to be
I knew it wasn't meant to be
Yet I kept looking
I kept looking
For the pearl in the oyster, oyster
Oyster, oyster
Oyster, oyster sauce
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Writer(s): Timon Liechti
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