The corners of my smile
Are taped to my cheek
Eight to four
I won't let you see
The coffee is wearing
Me down
And I'm tired
Everyday
I don't want to serve you
But I've got bills
And wasted time
I stare in the reflection
Of the machine
And I can't help but notice
It doesn't look like me
How do I do it
All at one time?
Proving my own courage
While serving the same line
I don't want to serve you
But I've got bills and a lofty view
Waiting for the open sign
To flicker off
Like my wasted time
My wasted time
No one really knows this
I've lost a lot of focus
Dealing with these strangers
Who look at us like servants
No one really knows this
I've lost a lot of focus
Dealing with these strangers
Who look at us like servants
No one really knows this
I've lost a lot of focus
Dealing with these strangers