I Got Mine

Got your job in '98

Moved your wife from interstate

Had two kids before you stopped to think

Over time it all went wrong

She packed the suitcase, they were gone

Now you eat takeaway over the sink

Head between your elbows

Your mind is in a fog

Thinking 'bout the gallows

But who will feed the dog?

Your seven figures, living high life

You're working nine to five with no time

You don't feel fine, you don't feel fine

I'm at the bottom, living low life

I do what I want with my time

You've got your shit and I got mine

Sally gets home after dark

Penthouse views of Central Park

Appliances a vibrant retro blue

Committed husband 30 years

Who sacrificed his own career

Doesn't think he sees enough of you

But Jesse from accounting

A shoulder to lean on

Soon they are eloping

He's going, going, gone

Your seven figures, living high life

You're working nine to five with no time

You don't feel fine, you don't feel fine

I'm at the bottom, living low life

I do what I want with my time

You've got your shit and I got mine

Been living in a caravan

Don't make enough to pay the man

Safe to say I'm barely holding on

I'm here doing what I love

Mangey like a city dove

I'll fly anywhere I can belong

Your seven figures, living high life

You're working nine to five with no time

You don't feel fine, you don't feel fine

I'm at the bottom, living low life

I do what I want with my time

You've got your shit and I got mine

You've got your shit and I've got mine