You throw me in a pan You cook me in a can You stretch me with your hands
You love to watch me bake You serve me up with cake And that's your big mistake
Your guest comes in dressed smart You offer a la carte You didn't have the heart
And I want a tv embrace And I, I'm getting off your boiling plate They swore you'd steal my steam to feed your dream And then be gone I wish I could say that everyone was wrong
You left me burned and seared You left me ripped and teared And older than my years
I should have know at first That you would leave me hurt You had to try dessert
No way to let off steam Don't bother milk or cream No way to let off steam
And I want a tv embrace And I, I'm getting off this boiling plate They swore you'd steal my steam to feed your dream And then be gone I wish I could say that everyone was wrong
It must feel good to stand above me While I make you so proud of me It must feel good that I'm now gone I wish I could say that everyone was wrong I wish everyone was wrong I wish everyone was wrong I wish everyone was wrong I wish everyone was wrong I wish everyone was wrong
Compositor: Benjamin Michael Lee ECAD: Obra #20900545