Comfort Food

Oh, the crumbs in my sheets wrote a message to me

Said, "Kid, you're gonna go crazy"

And the bugs on my head in my hair, they said

"Hey, kid, you're gonna go crazy"

And the food in my teeth said, "Why am I still here?

I think this kid's going crazy"

And the wax in my ears said, "It's hard to hear

But did they just say she's cra-crazy?"

Woah, woah

Woah

Woah, woah

And the sun is exploding, so I eat in bed

And I make a mess 'cause the sun is exploding

And the bugs in my hair crawl up into my head

To hide inside 'cause the sun is exploding

And I strum up a song to distract myself

Wrote something 'bout love, though it wasn't that good

But the crumbs on my bed try to comfort me

Said, "Kid, we're all a bit cra-crazy"