Plastic Cup Toasts

(mmm-hmm) Toast the plastic cup

While we soft-launch us In the living room lights Yeah we're burning

it up

Thrift-store mirror selfie shows the dust on the glass

The opener played three songs but they didn't last

Now I'm staring at a candle on a day-old scone

In a dark bakery

at midnight

all alone

I'm on a birthday spiral again

Counting down the years from ten (oh-oh-oh)

Toast the plastic cup

While we soft-launch us In the living room lights

Yeah we're burning it up

Flour on my sleeve,

icing on my shoe

Wondering if this launch is actually brand new

I got my phone tilted,

hiding all the pain Just another year of dancing in the rain

Soft launch in the dark Just a little spark (mmm)