| The clock sets off the alarm in me
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| Seven a.m. is usually too early
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| Even the coffee I used to get
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| Won’t wake up my weary head
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| Pre-Chorus
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| I work for five days
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| Straight on three jobs
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| Too much to do I am gone
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| I’m too lost and you’ve won
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| I fucked up the deadline
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| Time after time after time
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| And stepped on a landmine
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| But I’ll be fine, I’ll be fine, I’ll be fine
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| On the outside I’m trying to pretend
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| To be everything I’m not
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| On the inside I can’t forget the fact
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| I’m bruised and battered
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| Broke and stuck
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| I hear their angry voices
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| Ringing in my head
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| I’m staring at the screen
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| Covered in cold sweat
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| And here’s my endless to-do-list
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| It tells me to do this
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| But then when I do it
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| I never get through it
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| Pre-Chorus:
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| Five days
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| Straight on three jobs
|
| Too much to do I am gone
|
| I fucked up the deadline
|
| Time after time after time
|
| And stepped on a landmine
|
| But I’ll be fine, I’ll be fine, I’ll be fine
|
| On the outside I’m trying to pretend
|
| To be everything I’m not
|
| On the inside I can’t forget the fact
|
| I’m bruised and battered
|
| Broke and stuck
|
| (Broke and stuck
|
| Broke and stuck
|
| Broke and stuck
|
| Broke and stuck
|
| Broke and stuck
|
| Broke and stuck)
|
| I fucked up the deadline
|
| Time after time after time
|
| And stepped on a landmine
|
| But I’ll be fine, I’ll be fine, I’ll be fine
|
| On the outside I’m trying to pretend
|
| To be everything I’m not
|
| On the inside I can’t forget the fact
|
| I’m bruised and battered
|
| Broke and stuck
|
| I’m bruised and battered
|
| Broke and stuck
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| I’m bruised and battered
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| Broke and stuck |