Fresh tatt on her arm, looking like a baddie

Turning heads, but she’s sat down looking lonely

What’s the matter did you have a bad day?

“Boy, I gotta run and I’m tired just walk away”

Quick drink then she slips off to her shift

Autopilot back on not to overthink

Crashed in all her smoke breaks

Fixated on the worst

But it’s only just a job, only just a job, only just a pit stop

You’re stuck in bad weather

Taking on a lot, always in a rush, slowly losing touch

Why you in a rush? Why you in a rush?

It’s only just a job, only just a job, only just a pit stop

You’re stuck in bad weather

Taking on a lot, always in a rush, slowly losing touch

Why you in a rush? Why you in a rush?

You’re telling sweet lies to your mum and dad (yeah! yeah! yeah!)

Promise it’s really not that bad

Real peak, suddenly you’re struggling to swallow

Boss is calling you to double on your shift tomorrow

You feel the urge to tell him to fuck off

So fuck off

So fuck off

So fuck off

It’s only just a job, only just a job, only just a pit stop

You’re stuck in bad weather

Taking on a lot, always in a rush, slowly losing touch

Why you in a rush? Why you in a rush?

It’s only just a job, only just a job, only just a pit stop

You’re stuck in bad weather

Taking on a lot, always in a rush, slowly losing touch

Why you in a rush? Why you in a rush?

It’s only just a job, only just a job, only just a pit stop

You’re stuck in bad weather

Taking on a lot, always in a rush, slowly losing touch

Why you in a rush? Why you in a rush?

It’s only just a job, only just a job, only just a pit stop

You’re stuck in bad weather

Taking on a lot, always in a rush, slowly losing touch

Why you in a rush? Why you in a rush?