Better Breakfast

Don't need another song on heartache
I'd rather write a dream about rolling on the rug
With a strawberry pancake
I should better have breakfast with you

I'd rather write a dream about rolling on the rug
With a strawberry pancake
I should better have breakfast

In your bunk bed
Where I hit my head
Splash into confetti rain puddles
Without getting wet
While you fall asleep
Because you don't eat
Anything. No. Nothing

With me
And soft cookie liquor shots
To sweeten up my suffering
The nightingales are singing
"Better have a better breakfast!"

In your bunk bed
Where I hit my head
Splash into confetti rain puddles
Without getting wet
While you fall asleep
Because you don't eat
Anything. No. Nothing

At all
And I starve for your call
Wiping my tears
From your cheeks
But they're not wet
It's all in my head
Cause you're just a pirate picture
Smiling at me
But you don't see
And that's real fiction
I would love to have a headache

In your bunk bed
I want to hit my head
Splash into confetti rain puddles
I'd even get wet
You'd never fall asleep
Cause you would love to eat
Anything. Maybe eat me
Eat me
We'll have soft cookie liquor shots
To sweeten up our suffering
The nightingales are singing
Eat me
Eat me