King Mala - Sunny side up

Throwing a fit over burned toast
Ruin our breakfast and our morning coffee

You like to fight for fun
I think I'm over us
Mascaras running before we see the sun

It's a routine
6am
You're in a mood
And we're fighting again

It's the same scene
Over and over and over again

I'm sick of sunny side up eggs
And mediocre make up sex
After the awful things you said

In our overpriced apartment
Performative and heartless
I'm going back to bed

It's like everytime you wake up
You pour bitters in your coffee cup

Different day and same old news
I should spit in your orange juice

I'm so bored
Let's not pretend
Bickering
Over this and that

The toast burns
Over and over and over again

I'm sick of sunny side up eggs
And mediocre make up sex
After the awful things you said

In our overpriced apartment
Performative and heartless
I'm going back to bed

(I'm going back to bed)