So peculiar

When someone cuts through the line Send a curse with a glance Soon you'll lose your big house and your nice car Your ideas They crumble, in my feelings you stumble Checkered floors, kettle boils, dropped the cake, I'm in trouble So I have to have you You're so peculiar, the book stays on your head And I hate that I'm wrong Oh I have to have you You're so peculiar, you're still making the base In the baking bowl When I look through the glass Tuck your shirt, it's time for class Can't stand your voice or your laugh The sweet jam on the scone Your ideas they crumble, in my home you stumble blood stains just like red velvet, leave the stain on the carpet So I have to have you You're so peculiar, your lips are bright red A perfect macaron Oh I have to have you You're so peculiar, while you're making the bed Let the stove over boil How do I rectify? I have to believe until I die In another place, another life I'd be hotter than the desert sky Know you'll never see me right Through your rose tinted-glassses Now colder than the polar ice