I'm trying to figure out what happened last night so I can know what's wrong with you you woke up on the wrong side of my beautiful day and standing in my way I woke up singing in the kitchen when you walked in on me cooking breakfast you had a attitude talking loud and rude acting like I done something to you you give me a reason to write you give me something to type I'm too hungry to lose my appetite you're welcome to join me at the table but your demons I didn't invite I got my demons too but mine don't feel like fighting yours you can change the oil in your car you can change a flat tire you can change a baby's diaper you can change your windshield wipers but you can't change my mood with your nasty attitude I go buttered toast and apple jelly it's on me you can eat for free you don't have to spend no money if you don't like jelly I got some honey cracked and scrambled eggs cooked to perfection not runny smothered potatoes green peppers and onions turkey bacon and pork sausage coffee tea hot apple cider got the good stuff I'm a provider calm down the volumes too high turn the knob down I'm in a space and time where I don't want to hear a sound and all I want to see is a smile I don't even mind doing the dishes you don't even got to get your hands wet in my kitchen if you need to talk I'll listen to what you have to say but don't enter my space and disturb my mental state if it's not important it can wait now tell me what you want me to put on your plate