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I?m not wasting another day
planning ahead as if i could care
what happened to you? your eyes are so open wide
Did you think i would run away?
did you think that i would stay here?
i guess you never knew i didn?t know what was happening
And everyday you work yourself and your hands down to the bone
thinking that nothing counts, but everything counts
including every last cent you?re underpaid
If i could pull myself together, i would drive so far away
and force myself to have another glass
until the very next time that i get paid
What would your mother say?
what would your father think of you?
is your face turning red? i think i changed my mind
I never know what you say to me
i never know what goes on inside there
i?m always the first one to target and patronize
But i know that
Every day you work yourself and your hands down to the bone
thinking that nothing counts, but everything counts
including every last cent you?re underpaid
If i could pull myself together, i would drive so far away
and force myself to have another glass
until the very next time that i get paid
And every day you work yourself and your hands down to the bone
thinking that nothing counts, but everything counts
including every last cent you?re underpaid
If i could pull myself together, i would drive so far away
and force myself to have another glass
until the very next time that i get paid