[Verse 1] Ten-thirteen, I’m feeling fine, Sunlight dancing through the drive-thru sign, Dreaming of hash browns, golden and warm, Coffee in my hand, routine reborn. But the line’s not moving, it’s crawling slow, Tick-tock, there’s a countdown I know, The guy in front’s got twenty kids and a van, And I’m just one girl with a breakfast plan. [Pre-Chorus] Every minute feels like heartbreak in disguise, Egg McMuffin dreams fading right before my eyes… [Chorus] It’s ten-forty-five and my heart’s in a fry box, They just flipped the menu, and I’m in shock, I swear I was early, but time’s not kind, Now pancakes are ghosts in the back of my mind. Oh, McHeartbreak, why’d you make me wait? All I wanted was love… and a Number Eight. [Verse 2] Guy at the speaker says, “Lunch starts now,” And I’m practicing calm, but I don’t know how, My stomach’s crying, my soul’s in pain, And the lady beside me’s ordering plain. The golden arches used to shine for me, Now they’re just a symbol of lost destiny, I’d trade my fries for one last bite, Of syrup dreams and morning light. [Pre-Chorus] I swear this happens every time I try, To chase a craving that says goodbye. [Chorus] It’s ten-forty-five and my heart’s in a fry box, They just flipped the menu, and I’m in shock, I swear I was early, but time’s not kind, Now pancakes are ghosts in the back of my mind. Oh, McHeartbreak, why’d you make me wait? All I wanted was love… and a Number Eight. [Bridge] Maybe life’s like a breakfast line, You get there hoping for something divine, But the clock keeps ticking, dreams move on, And what you wanted’s already gone. Still, I’ll be back, come morning sun, 'Cause every heartbreak starts with a run… To the drive-thru where I lost my fate, At ten-forty-five, and a cold heartbreak. [Final Chorus] It’s ten-forty-five and my hope’s gone stale, The lunch crowd cheers as my dreams derail, But I’ll be stronger when tomorrow comes, Hash browns in hand, yeah, I’ll get me some. Oh, McHeartbreak, you made me wait, But I’ll see you again at six-fifty-eight.