10:30 at night seems awfully late For me to be eating three or four pieces of cake How can I expect to lose weight When everything I just saw I piled high on a plate And wouldn't stop eating till it all got ate It's my sin, and yes it's the one I hate If I don't quit it soon they'll be referring to me as "The Late" As I recon my date with an early fate It started when I was younger Anything sweet, cookies, cakes, I had the hunger And no wonder, it was an addiction I was under It would hit me like lightning and thunder Till this day I don't know how I didn't burst asunder Eating till I was sick, by now I should be six feet under Another day another chance, and God keeps giving me another and another Do you know what it's like to dip An Oreo cookie into an ice-cold glass of 2 % milk It's more comforting than sleeping on a bed spread with silk Just like a flower without rain will wilt Or a sword without its hilt You can't eat a honey bun without a tall glass of milk Imagine eating something cream-filled Chasing it down with milk, chilled That last warm batch, man, I just killed But the next morning my brain numb, still Have to hide my face, covered in Clearasil All because I have no will Don't Dr.
Phil make a pill My cholesterol must be over the hill And it's making me ill My will power is nil And my teeth, my grill I need a dentist to fill my holes with steel This addiction is so ugly, no frills I should have outgrown this addiction a long time ago But I didn't though Through the rain, hail, snow Sugar, my drug of comfort even though I know It's my sin that keeps me knocking at heaven's door Praying, crying, no more, no more On my knees or prone, on the floor Please, God, I deplore Hear me, please don't ignore Let me live to see three-score Yes I'm awful, selling out just like a whore and yes I do abhor I know I swore, to walk past that isle at the store But it found me, I fell in like a trap-door I'm sorry, it's like sex but only soft-core And I can't fight it no more Help me God, to be more hard-core And fight this addiction like a war off shore Another fresh honey bun A knife, some soft honey butter, warm it in the microwave some Thirty seconds and it's done Another battle that I lost and you won Round number three, you three and me none You look me in the face, having no disgrace, stealing my faith I can't find nowhere safe from you and this chase, this race You must be filling some hole or some space Or maybe taking the place of something just in case Something from way back that I'm using you to erase The next morning so early, I feel so dirty My head heavy like a bolder Like a hangover Like I got the cold shoulder I hate you and I say we're over But my plan to leave you is not clicking It's certainly not sticking The clock is ticking My lips begin licking Look at you laying there, soft, warm, a simmer About to make me a sinner Every part of my body craving you, even my liver, seems to shiver Your insides make me wither The thought of you inside me makes me quiver It's true my sin Is my doubtful discipline It did me in, again Honey's sugarcoated curves tempting me again, without end As we two become one Under the moonlight or the rising sun It doesn't matter, cause you would rather have me fatter Serving yourself to me, so moist, on a platter I was feigning like a Mad Hatter Leaving behind your used plastic wrapper Scattered everywhere that I had her Me wishing I never had her Cause in the end you're such a let down after No, it's not like I'll be overweight or become obese I'll work it off, run, dance, ride, that worry is my least But please, you're such the tease, that's how you get me to increase It's what you doing to my insides it's my beating heart that may cease You won't be happy till I'm on dialysis Someone call the Archdiocese, this may be my last lease If I don't turn over a new leaf I may end up deceased Honey, why are you so cruel Your love is poisonous but without it I'll drool It's your fuel and what you use to rule I thought that you and I together was so cool But behind my back you say, "go ahead and O.
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, you fool" How can I say no when you call You're so committed, you give me your all Especially your cream filled high cholesterol And for a while you'll have me bouncing off the walls But you're just too good to me "No," I mean you're no good for me And I need a twelve-step program to be free from thee And a sponsor who can help me see The real damage you doing to my arteries And can show me a summary That one day you, honey bun, will be the death of me To help stop you from taking my life To show me I'm just spreading on death with a butter knife And it ain't cute or funny, it ain't no Barney Fife This ain't Mayberry, it's real life I can't be polite Honey Bun, you got to take a hike I'm taking back my life You charge too high a price No argument, no strife And don't come back trying to entice Because we're over and I'm choosing life