歌詞

You were built for bread

Shiny chrome crown on your head

Four fancy buttons

I still just twist the dial instead

Tiny red display

Brags about ten heat modes a day

But all you’ve ever done for me

Is quietly burn my breakfast tray

You’re an overqualified toaster

Got a brain for a roller coaster

But you’re stuck here by the bread box light

Saving my mornings

One slice at a time

Overqualified toaster

Dreaming big in my cluttered corner

If you ever run away someday

I’ll be chasing crumbs down the driveway

You’ve got Wi‑Fi too

Updates while I tie my shoes

Some app reminds me

“Your waffles are ready” like breaking news

Sometimes I confess

I talk to you when life’s a mess

You blink that little ready light

Like Kid

I’m doing my best”

You’re an overqualified toaster

Got a brain for a roller coaster

But you’re stuck here by the bread box light

Saving my mornings

One slice at a time

Overqualified toaster

Dreaming big in my cluttered corner

If you ever run away someday

I’ll be chasing crumbs down the driveway

Maybe you want more than rye and jam (Yeah)

Maybe you want stars

Not this old countertop

If I had the cash

I’d buy you a van

You could tour the world and still keep my bagels hot (Oh)

You’re an overqualified toaster

Got a brain for a roller coaster

But you’re stuck here by the bread box light

Saving my mornings

One slice at a time

Overqualified toaster

Dreaming big in my cluttered corner

If you ever find a bigger stage

I’ll be in the front row

Screaming your name