I didn’t know that I was starving till I tasted youĭon’t need no butterflies when you give me the whole damn zooīy the way, by the way, you do things to my body You weren’t hungry, but something inside you’s changed. And the longer you stand there, the scent wafting toward nose, the more you want to eat that pizza, to know it intimately. You’re not even hungry, for god’s sake! But you’re so drawn to pure potential of an unconquered slice that you can’t even move. You immediately recognize the scent, and you know you should just walk away - you don’t need that slice.

Suddenly, it hits you: the mingling aromas of cheese, sauce, dough, and a shitload of grease. You’re out with friends and you’re not even hungry. The more that I know you, the more I want to Shit, that scares me, I should just walk away Steinfeld’s lyrics stanza by stanza and uncover the not-too-hidden messages in this love song to America’s favorite Italian food. So, I’ve taken it upon myself to dissect Ms. But despite the ever-proliferating memes professing a love of pizza and disdain for physical activity (usually posted by a size two Instagram model who clearly doesn’t eat that much pizza and pays $35 for SoulCycle four times a week), I really, honestly, truly love a good pizza. Now, why pizza? Starving could be an ode to anything edible, and pizza is just a little too trendy right now, if you ask me. Or a giant slice, dancing in tune with the nonsensical electronic-sounding gibberish in Steinfeld’s chorus. Or myself, looking longingly at a Neapolitan-style margherita. Vivid images run through my mind: Hailee Steinfeld serenading her dinner. (Well, at least this song makes me picture her singing to pizza.) And then it hit me: she’s singing to pizza. Maybe “starving” wasn’t a sexual metaphor after all, but a literal feeling. (It’s catchy, okay?!!) And as sexually arousing as physically starving is, the lyrics stirred up different thoughts in me. But then, I listened to the song two or three or a thousand more times.

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