Work

To my surprise (work)

What you want from me

I can't deliver despite my desire

For you just to

Just to see me work

Just to

In the back of your restaurant

I'm sweating, but I don't make too much

From the morning to the evening

A **** work and then I'm home

My tummy's rumbling

It's like the beat of a drum you see

You got me feeling burnt out

While marching (marching)

Till the sun and the moon collide

I'm marching right behind

I'm always right behind

Why right behind?

That work don't work for me.