Disco Ball Heart

I may have been raised

On simple taste

But I was all lace and sequins and neon sachets across the floor

Oh I lived in luxury, changed my pennies to cubic zirconias

Yeah, but man did I look good

Most of us grow out of this before it's too late

We choke back sensibility like the liver on our plates

In hopes of just one taste of the sweetness that awaits

The sweetness that awaits

I'm a little more sedate

In my old age

Hid the glitter so well I lost it

Left my Las Vegas ambitions behind

But never be fooled by the black

Underneath all this simplicity

Spins a disco ball heart

I got me a disco

I guess I should grow out of this before it's too late

Choke back sensibility like the liver on my plate

In hopes of just one taste of the sweetness that awaits

The sweetness that awaits

Me, I want desert first

And a butterscotch baby

To hold me tight

I want a life-size

Chocolate version of you

I'm praying with all of my might

I'll wake up this'll still be true

I'll wake up this'll still be true

I guess it makes sense that

I chose this

Get to dress up and tell you stories

I'm getting paid to be a kid

I'm getting paid to be a kid

Every day, everyday, everyday I write the book