Sugar

Sugar, sugar

It only made her fuller

Always tempting to lure her

Sugar, sugar

Once it touches the lips all you can do is surrender

Turning you into a beggar.

Sugar, sugar

A dopamine hit that’s for sure.

And a release of insulin that could make you eager.

Sugar, sugar

It knows it can assure her

But as it unveils itself as a butcher

She slaughters it with a dagger.

Oh sugar, sugar

You are no longer a trigger.