Lyrics

Said I'd understand when I'm older Said I'd understand the things they'd do Falls asleep on his shoulder in the break room She falls asleep on his shoulder in the break room She said she'd been inside for too long Well no shit, could you tell us something new? You can tell he's lying cause his lips move You can tell he's lying cause his lips move It must nice to be the reason His work it ain't so bleak That must be what motivates you That must be what motivates you All he needs is to see you smiling While you light up his whole week Imagine the kinda things he'd do to you If there weren't so many cameras And you're keeping a dark secret But you're talking in your sleep Totally banned from the kitchen Certain workplace health concerns But they wouldn't tip you if it healed you No, they wouldn't tip you if it healed you She says the country's sweating out a fever A fever born by what you do And what kind of pressure do they put on you? What kind of pressure do they put on you? But at least she's waiting for you Glass of wine after long day She'll dry your eyes and serve the entrée Dry your eyes and serve the entrée Fall asleep in her dad's Ford Mondeo That she stole from him yesterday You look so cute when you're so angry If I'm going down you're coming with me And you think that it gets better Just you wait until next week You're keeping a dark secret But you're talking in your sleep
Writer(s): William Gold, Ashley Stevens, Joseph Goldsmith, Mark Boardman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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