by Harper Phillips

You’re searching for your daily bread, my love
In a skinny boy’s pantry?
Make yourself a cup of tea, my love
cause that boy’s much to dumb to eat

I won’t let you out until you’re fully baked and fully wise
I won’t let you out until you’re fully baked and fully mine
I won’t let you out until you’re fully baked and fully wise
I won’t let you out until I feel the love inside you rise

Hunger pains, and you can’t sleep my love
tangled in his thin, cold quilt
you seek honey from his lips my love
but you’ll find nothing more than spit

I won’t let you out until you’re fully baked and fully wise
I won’t let you out until you’re fully baked and fully mine
I won’t let you out until you’re fully baked and fully wise
I won’t let you out until I feel the love inside you rise

Crumbs only burn up in the fire my love
make you believe that you are starved
you are everything you need my love
and your timer’s almost buzzed