Verse 1
Market bell rings once, I'm walking past
Your corner stall now holds the last of it
Jars lined up like you saved them for me
Palm oil in your cup where my hand should be
Pre-Chorus
What's keeping you from giving it to me?
Is it the way the light lands on my knee?
Or do I just not move to your rhythm yet?
Tell me before the drum starts moving, pet
Chorus
Palm oil in my cup, palm oil in my cup
Fatty hands on a lighter touch, palm oil in my cup
You keep it hidden like you don't mean it right
Palm oil in my cup, hold up, let it shine
Verse 2
Salt sprinkling off your fingers clean
Your sister calls and I pretend not to see
The way the jar turns red where light falls through
Like your palm is trying to warm me through
Pre-Chorus
What's keeping you from giving it to me?
Is it the way the light lands on my knee?
Or do I just not move to your rhythm yet?
Tell me before the drum starts moving, pet
Chorus
Palm oil in my cup, palm oil in my cup
Fatty hands on a lighter touch, palm oil in my cup
You keep it hidden like you don't mean it right
Palm oil in my cup, hold up, let it shine
Bridge
Maybe I'm the one moving slow tonight
Not your rhythm, not the drum's bright light
Just your hand hovering near where mine should be
Is that a promise or just static heat?
Chorus
Palm oil in my cup, palm oil in my cup
Fatty hands on a lighter touch, palm oil in my cup
You keep it hidden like you don't mean it right
Palm oil in my cup, hold up, let it shine
