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I think that being in love with me felt like a job to you Not something you really wanted, just something you had to do So you complete your tasks, you do your chores Take out the trash and sweep the floors And a job well done is kind of fulfilling But nothing feels as good as going home And you gave me a two week notice Even if you didn't say it explicitly You gave me a two week warning You didn't have to tell me, I knew that you would leave For better hours or better pay Better management at a better place And if retail has taught me anything If people want to go, you should let them go Nobody can replace you but I'm gonna try to A silent resignation, God, that's just like you You're a no call, no show kind of guy Doing just what you gotta do to get by And if you wanted to freelance I don't know why you ever applied to a 9-5 And so I took bereavement when your love for me died I was never any good at loss prevention, I couldn't keep you if I tried I'm overworked and underpaid, and you used me to boost your resume So it's probably for the better if I lock up alone And you gave me a two week notice Even if you didn't say it explicitly You gave me a two week warning You didn't have to tell me, I knew that you would leave For better hours or better pay Better management at a better place And if retail has taught me anything If people want to go, you should let them go Nobody can replace you, but I'm gonna try to A silent resignation, God, that's just like you You're a no call, no show kind of guy Doing just what you gotta do to get by And if you wanted to freelance I don't know why you ever applied to a 9-5 To a 9-5 I don't need to know why you wanted to go, just that you don't want to stay But it's okay because you gave me a two week notice You gave me a two week notice You gave me a two week notice You gave me, you gave me, you gave me Nobody can replace you, but I'm gonna try to A silent resignation, God, that's just like you You're a no call, no show kind of guy Doing just what you gotta do to get by And if you wanted to freelance I don't know why you ever applied to a 9-5 To a 9-5 To a 9-5 (I'm gonna cry)
Writer(s): Leanna Firestone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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