My little silver toaster

Is burning off the edges of my morning frown

These days feel like roller coasters

You limp just like a rag-doll

I hang upside-down

I've been faking to all my old friends

Staring straight and walking

'Til I hit the coast and then

Alone at home I

Hack off my split-ends

And bury them back at the arches

So I can dig it

'Cause the man in this song

Got me all hotted up

And gave me a love that entangles me