I could fuck my life with a bowl of coleslaw
Sit pretty at the picnic then start a goddamn brawl
While everyone’s talking weather and ham
I’m sneaking vodka in my watermelon jam
I could fuck my life with a bowl of coleslaw
Swear it whispered to me, “Baby, take it too far”
I don’t need sadness, I don’t need strife
Sometimes I just like playing dice with my life
I’m a queen of why not
And fuck the law
I could fuck my life with a bowl of coleslaw
Just to prove I still got the gall
To dance in the mess like I planned it all
I wore heels to the hike, got lost on purpose
Let a boy with a banjo say I’m his life’s circus
Told my boss I believe in signs
Then quit when Mercury crossed the line
I could quit my job in a glittery text
Buy a one-way bus seat and forget what’s next
I could throw a dart at a random town
Move there and lie about why I came down
I could date a magician with a missing tooth
Let him saw me in half just to feel the truth
Start a cult in the desert just to pass the time
Preach enlightenment and petty crime
I’ve got a flair for the stupid and sweet
A heart that trips on its own damn beat
It’s not tragedy, it’s not grand design
It’s just me and a fork and a fuck it sign
It don’t take pain, it don’t take trauma
Sometimes I just want the chaos, mama
You call it sabotage; I call it raw
I could fuck my life with a bowl of coleslaw
It’s not the pain, it’s the pleasure of the pivot
A little wild card just to say I did it
It’s the bite of the cabbage and the twist of a drive
It’s licking the knife just to prove you’re alive
You think it takes heartbreak, a villain, a fight
But I do just fine with a Tuesday night
It’s not tragedy, it’s not grand design
It’s just me and a fork and a fuck it sign