It's been a long day and I don't feel like talking
I feel like crying and eating something cold
What will I do tomorrow?

A little unhappy and severely underpaid
Staring at stop signs, waiting for them to say go
Or turn green and wave her on

And you don't have to talk to me if you don't want to
I won't hold you to that
Will you hold my things while I go under?
I'm not sure I'll be back

It's been a rough night and I have dreams of dying
So you pull out your heart to take it from me whole
It isn't mine to borrow

And I'm filling up with anger, but it's not hers to take
But I cannot hold it, my knees ache from the weight
So I cave, she takes it from my hands

And you don't have to talk to me if you don't want to
I won't hold you to that
Will you hold my things while I go under?
I'm not sure I'll be back

Pulling at the hems that hold you down
And lift you away
Wake up slowly, drink your coffee
I've got something to say

You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to
I won't hold you to that
Will you hold my things while I go under?
I'm not sure I'll be back

Pulling at the hems that hold you down
And lift you away
Wake up slowly, drink your coffee
I've got something to say

You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to
I won't hold you to that
Wake up slowly, drink your coffee
I've got something to say

And I've got something to say
And I've got something to say
And I've got something to say
And I've got something to say