Meatball Sandwich (Rock Opera Version)

[Verse 1] I see you wrapped in paper on the counter light Steam rising slow in the middle of the night Cracked roll, toasted just enough to hold Three meatballs sinking in a flood of gold Red sauce bleeding through the bottom seam Mozzarella melting like a waking dream I try to act like I don’t understand But I’m already reaching with both my hands [Pre-Chorus] Every time I say I’ll wait You pull me in, I hesitate [Chorus – BIG, DRAMATIC] I’m in loooooove… with a meaaaaaaatball sandwich Extra sauce dripping down my sleeve Yeah, I know I’m gonna need more napkins It’s a meaaaaaaatball sandwich And I don’t even care who’s watching Grease-stained hands, heart in a mess But I keep going back for it [Verse 2] Soft in the middle, crust holding tight Too hot to touch but I don’t think twice First bite burns but I don’t let go I just close my eyes and let it roll Garlic in the air, oregano Every little detail that I know This isn’t pretty, this isn’t clean But it’s the best damn thing I’ve ever seen [Pre-Chorus] I tell myself I’ll slow it down But you’re halfway gone before I turn around [Chorus – BIGGER] I’m in loooooove… with a meaaaaaaatball sandwich Sauce on my face, I don’t care at all I’m too far in to even manage It’s a meaaaaaaatball sandwich And I’ll say it again, I’m not joking Messy, loud, falling apart But every bite’s wide open [Bridge – soft, reverent → build] No silver plate, no candlelight Just paper wrapped and held too tight I don’t need perfect, I don’t need planned Just give me you… right in my hands [FINAL CHORUS – FULL SEND] I’M IN LOOOOOVE… WITH A MEAAAAAAATBALL SANDWICH Let it echo through every street I don’t care if they don’t understand it It’s a MEAAAAAAATBALL SANDWICH And I’ll never pretend that I’m above it Sauce, bread, cheese, and meat— Yeah, I said it… I love it