I Don’t Want To Be Your Turkey Bacon

I was just leftover poultry, so I was happy when you chose me
And I did my very best to suit your taste
And now you say you need me, but every time you eat me
I see the disappointment in your face

Excitement wasn’t your plan when you first laid me in your pan
I knew you were just trying to be smart
You didn’t want to take the chance, so you gave up on romance
To be with someone safer for your heart

And I don’t want to be your turkey bacon
I don’t want to be the one you settle for
Every time you taste me I don’t want to see
That you’re wishing I were something more

My heart goes through the wringer when I see your eyes linger
On the breakfast menu at the restaurant
You wish your life were grander, but you’ve lowered your standards
Because you think you can’t have what you want

And I don’t want to be your turkey bacon
I don’t want to be the one you settle for
When your taste buds I am kissing, you’ll just think something’s missing
And you’ll be wishing I were something more

And I don’t want to be your turkey bacon
I don’t want to be the one you settle for
I’ll always be second fiddle to whatever’s on your griddle
And you’ll be wishing I were something more.

©2013 Paravonian