Heart-to-Heart (Attack)

I drive through drive thrus
At three am, on cruise
And I don't stop to order nothin'
I just stare at the order mic

Yeah, they're closed and won't talk to me
No, I don't need to be
Chattered with or asked what I want
Cuz I just wanna be alone

Well, you can't fix my problems with a Happy Meal
And the world around me it just still
Looks so bleary and those golden arches
Are only fool's gold
Just give me a sign a little McFlurry
Just tell me that I do not need to worry
In your embrace is where I feel happy
Please Ronald, make it snappy

Tacos, nuggets, Kentucky Fried
It's all the same, artery-clogging, I've tried
It all, spent all my checks at them
And now I need to go to the ATM

To get me some money to spend on a Frostee
Just to occupy my time
But it's seven pm on a Monday
And I don't know why

Well, you can't fix my problems with a Happy Meal
And the world around me it just still
Looks so bleary and those golden arches
Are only fool's gold
Just give me a sign a little McFlurry
Just tell me that I do not need to worry
In your embrace is where I feel happy
Please Ronald, make it snappy



Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Futrell
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