Where's The Margarine??

[Intro] Really? Really?? Why is it doing that? [Verse 1] Golden toast, lookin’ kinda nice Little bit of butter, wouldn’t hurt—just twice Grab the knife, confidence high Then it hits the surface and I don’t know why— It’s not spreading, it’s resisting me Like this bread has got a personal beef I apply just a little more force— Now I’ve gone and torn it, of course [Pre-Chorus] It’s crumblin’ under pressure This is not what I deserve All I wanted was a simple snack Now I’m fighting carbs and dairy fat [Chorus] WHERE’S THE MARGARINE?? Something smooth, something kind Something that won’t ruin my entire life WHERE’S THE MARGARINE?? I’m beggin’, please— This butter’s got a vendetta against me One wrong move and it all falls apart Now I’m holdin’ broken bread in my hands and my heart WHERE’S THE MARGARINE?? Set me free— From this dairy-based tragedy [Post-Chorus] Why is it so HARD?? It just came out of the fridge like a brick?! [Verse 2] Try again, new slice, fresh start But I’m carryin’ emotional scars Different angle, gentler touch But apparently that’s still too much Now it’s ripping down the middle seam Like this is some kind of cruel cuisine I didn’t sign up for this fight I just wanted toast tonight [Pre-Chorus] It’s uneven, it’s a mess This is psychological stress Every swipe just makes it worse I am living in a breakfast curse [Chorus] WHERE’S THE MARGARINE?? Something smooth, something kind Something that won’t ruin my entire life WHERE’S THE MARGARINE?? I’m beggin’, please— This butter’s got a vendetta against me Now it’s chunks, Now it’s holes, Now it’s barely intact I’ve lost all control and I can’t go back! WHERE’S THE MARGARINE?? Set me free— From this dairy-based tragedy [Bridge] Was it always meant to be this way? Was I doomed from the first swipe I made? Is this karma? Is this fate? Or just butter that I didn’t anticipate? [Breakdown] Okay—no, wait. What if I microwave it? …no, that’s risky. What if I just— [beat] No, that’s worse! That’s worse! Why is breakfast so complicated?! [Final Chorus] WHERE’S THE MARGARINE?? I can’t go on This toast is structurally gone WHERE’S THE MARGARINE?? End this fight— I’m losin’ to butter tonight It’s in pieces, it’s crumbs, it’s emotionally damaged This was supposed to be low-effort, not a whole panic WHERE’S THE MARGARINE?? Hear my plea— I just wanted toast and peace [Outro] … I’m eating it anyway. [Pause] It’s still good.