Dead End Job

Trying hard to stay awake

Over time without a break.

I'll catch the night bus home

You won't have to sleep alone.

I wear this crisp white shirt for you.

I work this dead end job for you.

My guitar's out in the shed

but I will stumble into bed.

Time will break these hands

Two kids, one minivan.

I bought that diamond ring for you.

I'd buy anything for you.

From the dark side of the street

I hung around to watch him leave.

I watched him kiss your neck

so soft and violent

but I won't say a word to you.

I would lose my pride for you.

I'd lose everything for you.