Sugar in My Tea

Morning. Kettle's on
One sugar or two?

One sugar or two?

Sugar in my tea! (sugar, sugar)

Sugar in my tea! (sugar, sugar)

Saturday, sun through the curtain
You're humming at my kitchen stove
Stealing my shirt and my playlist
Stirring the pot like you run the home
You asked me, "One sugar or two, dear?"
Holding the spoon like a crown
I said, "None — just stand there talking
You sweet the whole thing down"

You laughed and called me a liar
Then put one sugar anyway
That's us: I talk the poetry
You handle the everyday

Sugar in my tea! (sugar, sugar)
But you're the sweetness in the cup
Stir it slow, my baby —
Morning with you is more than enough

Stir it! (slow, slow)
Sip it! (don't go)

You know I like the blue cup
I know you hate the last bread slice
So I leave it looking accidental —
You take it, we both act nice
The neighbors hear us laughing
Through the window every day
Old Mama Grace next door said
"That kind of noise? Don't let it fade"

You laughed and called me a liar
Then put one sugar anyway
That's us: I talk the poetry
You handle the everyday

Sugar in my tea! (sugar, sugar)
But you're the sweetness in the cup
Stir it slow, my baby —
Morning with you is more than enough

Truth is, big love is built at the stove
In the blue cup, in the saved bread
In "text me when you reach"
In the side of the bed
Anybody can shout romance at a party
We whisper it over the kettle. It carries

Mm. (stir it slow)
Mm. (one sugar)

Sugar in my tea! (sugar, sugar)
Mama Grace says don't let it fade
Stir it slow, my baby —
Morning with you is the whole parade

One sugar. Two cups
Same shirt. Yours now, apparently

Sugar in my tea! (sugar, sugar)