Unknown angry female rock star

Unknown angry female rock star blares out from my radio And me- all I want to do is make you breakfast, as you say your morning prayers, I want to make you breakfast. You say you’ve reached your limit now and anger’s on it’s way. You’re tired of my harshness, of my fickle mind, but darling, You make me wanna be so sweet. I don’t need to compete, I don’t need to defeat you.