[Verse 1]
Got my apron tied up tight
Little kitchen on a Friday night
Got a bowl
Got a knife
Got a rhythm in my hands
Snap on the twos
Sway where I stand
Ooh
That shine on the tiny white rings
Choir in my head when the first slice sings
One cut
Two cuts
Hear that cry
Why these little bulbs got me wiping my eyes?
[Pre-Chorus]
Is it love
Is it pain?
Is it heartbreak in the flame?
When they hit that pan and they start to sway
Hear the angels shout when they fade away
[Chorus]
Tears on the cutting board
Cry
Cry
Crying like a broken chord
You make me weep
But I want you more
Sweet little onion
What you doing this for?
Hands in the air
Knives to the sky
Choir shouting out while the guitars grind
If loving you hurts
I'm still on your side
Tears on the cutting board tonight
[Verse 2]
Snap-step shuffle to the stovetop glow
Got a whole row lined like a gospel show
Silver flash
Then the smell cuts through
Like a memory I never outgrew
Mama in the kitchen with a soul-food sway
Sang
“Baby
Let it burn all the bad away”
Now my eyes sting sharp but my heart feels clean
Steam rising up like a metal scream
[Pre-Chorus]
Is it love
Is it pain?
Little halos in the rain
Every single slice
Hear the choir reply
“Let it fall
Let it fall from your tired eyes”
[Chorus]
Tears on the cutting board
Cry
Cry
Crying like a broken chord
You make me weep
But I want you more
Sweet little onion
What you doing this for?
Hands in the air
Knives to the sky
Choir shouting out while the guitars grind
If loving you hurts
I'm