CALLING IN SICK
It's 7:00 a.m.
So maybe it's time that I leave
It's happened again
Why does this keep happening to me? (Why's this keep happening to me?)
It's the morning commute, chock-a-block on the tube
I got some funny looks from the boys in the suits
Need something for my head right now
Think I need my bed right now, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Better call in sick, got a job I can't lose
Rehearsing my perfectly scripted excuse
Need something for my mood right now
Don't wanna face no home-truths (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Forever I make the same mistakes
I get up, get out, get over it
Just give me some space
Forever, I'm always running late
Will you wait up for me?
It's 7:00 a.m.
So maybe it's time that I dip
This happened again
Last night is a blur, what a trip (what a trip, what a trip)
Tried to make a move, spilled my drink on my shoes
Didn't get lucky, some you win, some you lose
Feeling kinda dead right now
Hanging from a thread right now, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Felt my face melt, stood alone in the queue
I was east feeling west, nothing better to do
Need something for my head right now
Don't wanna face the music (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Forever I make the same mistakes
I get up, get out, get over it
Just give me some space
Forever I'm always running late
Will you wait up for me?
Let me set the record straight
I've seen myself on better days
And I feel kinda weird
Sometimes everything can escalate
I've seen myself in better states
So when the party's done
Make way for the morning sun
So maybe it's time that I leave
It's happened again
Why does this keep happening to me? (Why's this keep happening to me?)
It's the morning commute, chock-a-block on the tube
I got some funny looks from the boys in the suits
Need something for my head right now
Think I need my bed right now, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Better call in sick, got a job I can't lose
Rehearsing my perfectly scripted excuse
Need something for my mood right now
Don't wanna face no home-truths (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Forever I make the same mistakes
I get up, get out, get over it
Just give me some space
Forever, I'm always running late
Will you wait up for me?
It's 7:00 a.m.
So maybe it's time that I dip
This happened again
Last night is a blur, what a trip (what a trip, what a trip)
Tried to make a move, spilled my drink on my shoes
Didn't get lucky, some you win, some you lose
Feeling kinda dead right now
Hanging from a thread right now, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Felt my face melt, stood alone in the queue
I was east feeling west, nothing better to do
Need something for my head right now
Don't wanna face the music (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Forever I make the same mistakes
I get up, get out, get over it
Just give me some space
Forever I'm always running late
Will you wait up for me?
Let me set the record straight
I've seen myself on better days
And I feel kinda weird
Sometimes everything can escalate
I've seen myself in better states
So when the party's done
Make way for the morning sun
Credits
Writer(s): Robert James Milton, Samuel Edward Hewitt, Murray Cameron Matravers
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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