Amanda Palmer - Vegemite (The Black Death) Lyrics

You tell me that you love me when I'm lying by your side
You tell me that I am the only one who understands your fragile mind
That I'm blind to any evil you can do
And that I love you unlike any other girl could ever do

You love the things that I love: you love art and you love books
And you love love as much as I do and you love my dirty looks
And you love me right now
So, how can you love

Vegemite, it tastes like sadness
It tastes like batteries. It tastes like acid
I cannot hold a man so close who spreads this cancer on his toast
It is the Vegemite, my darling, or it's me

You have to make the fucking choice
I cannot sit with you at breakfast
The very smell of it obliterates my senses
And if that weren't bad enough you also eat the shit for lunch
Which means we can't spend any time together
What kind of relationship is that

The choice is yours, my heart is in your hands
Please wash your hands
You just had Vegemite for lunch you selfish bastard

It's all about you, isn't it
This has nothing to do with the Vegemite
This is what I'm talking about
You never actually listen to me
I can't take it anymore, it's all about you
It's just take, take, take, take
What about my feelings, what about me

"I had this really traumatic and awful experience when I was six years old
And our British next door neighbour who was babysitting us, um, they had marmite
Which is just like Vegemite, except it's, like, even grosser
And he made me eat an entire spoonful of it, but he told me it was chocolate fudge
And then I threw up, and it was really awful, and I'm sorry I get so emotional, it's just..."

I love you, and no matter what you eat
I'll always love you completely
I might just always leave the room at meal times
Or refuse to touch or kiss you for a week
If you insist on putting that foul death paste in your mouth

You're in my heart, but put yourself inside my shoes
I have to know, it shouldn't be that hard to choose
I know it's tearing you apart, but it's the way it has to be
It is the Vegemite, my darling
It is the Vegemite, my darling
Put down the Vegemite, you fucker, or I'll leave