(Verse 1) The sun, a tyrant in the sky His judgment burns from up on high A fragile spire, pure and white My one true solace, my delight The wafer cross I held so tight Is trembling in the growing light (Verse 2) I hear the drip, a mournful chime A countdown stealing my own time Each creamy peak begins to lean A landscape lost, a broken scene No ancient curse, no fevered dream Just this slow death upon the seam (Chorus) Oh, soft-serve, my sweet, cold friend Is this where all good pleasures end? Before the final, fatal bite You're slipping from me to the light A puddle on the cobblestone A kingdom lost, left all alone I am undone, I am the fool This meltdown is so beautiful... and cruel. (Verse 3) I tried to race the setting sun A frantic race I knew I'd never won My plastic spoon, a pointless sword Against a heat I can't afford To see the last drip break the chord Is to accept my own reward (Bridge) The children laugh, they do not know The depth of this impending woe They see a treat, a summer's game I see a funeral, a dying flame Vanilla tears, a sticky grave For all the solace that I crave (Chorus) Oh, soft-serve, my sweet, cold friend Is this where all good pleasures end? Before the final, fatal bite You're slipping from me to the light A puddle on the cobblestone A kingdom lost, left all alone I am undone, I am the fool This meltdown is so beautiful... and cruel.
