You're in the Pot—and in Everything.

今天下班我一個人來吃鍋🍲

結果點著點著點成雙人座

涮著鴨血　突然想到妳說

「熱戀就像辣鍋，會上癮但會流淚喔」

妳以前都笑我太貪吃

說我對火鍋的愛比對妳還明顯

但其實我只是怕妳冷

所以想給妳　最熱的湯最暖的臉

鍋裡鍋外都是妳

涮羊肉都比不過妳一句「我來拌」的甜蜜

妳說我比起情話更會調味

可妳才是我每天想吃的唯一🩷

鍋裡鍋外都是妳

這場戀愛從第一口就注定無法逃離

妳用筷子夾走我心意

還說「別煮太久，小心燙到自己」

鍋裡鍋外都是妳

愛像高湯越滾越清晰

妳是那片我捨不得撈起的菜心

在我心裡　燙成最香的風景

鍋裡鍋外都是妳

比起蝦滑妳更讓我滑進感情裡🦐

這不是吃貨的任性

是我真的想把妳煮成我的命

後來我們吵架妳說妳要清淡點

我就把所有辣椒都收起來藏在碗邊

你回頭那天我假裝不在意

其實湯底早就只剩下回憶

最近我又來這間老店

老闆問我：「今天怎麼又一個人點？」

我笑著說：「還在等人」

等那個說要跟我吃一輩子火鍋的人

鍋裡鍋外都是妳

桌上只剩湯，心裡全是妳

妳曾說愛會像丸子浮上來🍡

但現在只剩孤單黏著我不離

鍋裡鍋外都是妳

我怕不是吃撐，是愛撐得太用力

湯還有熱氣，碗還有妳氣息

只是妳的位置，越來越空寂

鍋裡鍋外都是妳

辣不辣都沒差，只要妳回來我都可以

說好的一起吃到老

妳怎麼先放下　這雙人套餐的約定

鍋裡鍋外都是妳

每次冒泡都像妳還在回應我心情

我還是點了妳最愛的香菜

雖然妳說過：「香菜像背叛的感情」🍀

我學著一個人加湯　學著自己加料

學著點你不愛的食材　假裝不再想妳

但真相是——

妳根本不只在鍋裡，妳住在我心底

鍋裡鍋外都是妳

這場戀愛比麻辣鍋還後勁十足

我不是吃不飽，是戒不掉

妳是我最難消化的幸福

鍋裡鍋外都是妳

翻來翻去還是妳最對味的記憶

我還是為妳 預定了那一席

就像從前 我們愛的那鍋氣息

我還是為妳 預定了那一席

就像從前 我們愛的那鍋氣息

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I came alone for hot pot after work today 🍲

But somehow, I ended up ordering a meal for two

As I dipped the duck blood, I suddenly recalled

You once said, “Love’s like spicy broth—it’s addictive, but it makes you cry.”

You used to laugh and call me greedy

Said I loved hot pot more than I loved you

But truth is, I just didn’t want you to feel cold

So I offered you the warmest soup, and my warmest smile

Inside the pot, outside the pot—it’s all you

Even lamb slices can’t compare to the sweetness of your “Let me stir that”

You said I’m better at seasoning than sweet-talking

But you’re the only thing I crave every single day 🩷

Inside the pot, outside the pot—it’s all you

From the very first bite, I knew I couldn’t escape this love

You picked up my heart with your chopsticks

And whispered, “Don’t cook it too long—or you’ll burn yourself.”

Inside the pot, outside the pot—it’s all you

Love, like broth, only gets clearer the longer it simmers

You’re that veggie leaf I can’t bring myself to scoop up

The flavor that scorched my heart into something beautiful

Inside the pot, outside the pot—it’s all you

More than shrimp paste, I slipped deep into feelings for you 🦐

This isn’t just foodie stubbornness

It’s me wanting to boil you into my destiny

Later, we fought—you said you needed something lighter

So I hid all the chili on the side of my bowl

The day you turned back, I pretended not to care

But honestly, the broth was already just leftover memories

Lately I’ve been coming back to this old shop

The owner asks, “Why dining alone again today?”

I smile and say, “Still waiting on someone”

The one who promised to eat hot pot with me for life

Inside the pot, outside the pot—it’s all you

There’s only broth left on the table, but my heart is full of you

You once said love floats up like meatballs 🍡

But now, it’s just loneliness clinging to me like glue

Inside the pot, outside the pot—it’s all you

I’m not stuffed from food—it’s love that’s weighing me down

The steam still rises, your scent still lingers

But the seat you once filled grows emptier with time

Inside the pot, outside the pot—it’s all you

Spicy or not, I’ll take anything—as long as you come back to me

We promised to share this meal till we’re old

Why did you let go of our set menu for two?

Inside the pot, outside the pot—it’s all you

Every bubble feels like you’re still responding to my feelings

I even ordered your favorite—cilantro

Though you used to say, “Cilantro tastes like a love that betrayed me” 🍀

I learned to pour my own broth, add my own toppings

Order dishes you never liked—pretending I don’t miss you

But the truth is—

You’re not just in the pot… You live in my heart

Inside the pot, outside the pot—it’s all you

This love hits harder than spicy hot pot

It’s not that I’m still hungry—I just can’t quit

You’re the kind of happiness I’ll never digest

Inside the pot, outside the pot—it’s all you

No matter how I stir, you’re still the tastiest memory

I still reserve a seat for you

Just like we used to, in that pot we loved so dearly

I still reserve a seat for you

Just like we used to, in that pot we loved so dearly