Cheatday

I'm starving, i'm full
I'm starving, i'm full
I'm starving, i'm full
I'm starving, i'm starving
I'm bloated, i slept in, blocked off
I'm Sober, i'm going home
Do you do delivery
I'm hungry i'm checking on my phone

Been on this diet forced on me without a fight
Not like i'm bothered by it but that don't mean that this is right
With my friend at a buffet with nothing on my plate
They got confusion on their face and i'm looking out of place
They say the food is great, this a party not a date
My stomachs lying again, i'm good i just ate

Dishonest i'm just stuck
Is it my fault i'm in a rut
I guess i never tried asking you to stay
But its Friday and it's dark
And my work is closing up
I think we can agree i need a break

I'm bloated, i slept in, blocked off
I'm Sober, i'm going home
Do you do delivery
I'm hungry i'm checking on my phone
Tell me what did she say
My screen is dead
I need a cheatday, baby

Oooo yeah yeah yeah

In this photo of your dinner table
Hotplate, pot roast, married couple
Tag it 'homemade' on the low so everybody knows

Too many times, too many meals
I got to stop having food on my mind
How many times can i call you
Until you stop saying yes all the time

It seems I'm just stuck
I guess I'm out of luck
I i didn't even want to see you today

I'm bloated, i slept in, blocked off
I'm Sober, i'm going home
Do you do delivery
I'm hungry i'm checking on my phone
Tell me what did she say
My screen is dead
I need a cheatday, baby



Credits
Writer(s): Nawfal Iqmal
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