Timesheet Blues

Write the date down
Take the pen and paper put it to your head
Tastes like coffee grounds
Every day I come in I feel more like I am dead

Expectin' promotion
Undying devotion
To a dead-end job
The passion inside of me died with my timesheets

I got the timesheet blues
I got the timesheet

Maybe
The feelings come and gone
There's nothing
In this world
That I love more than my timesheets
I got the timesheet blues
I don't wanna have to choose
And I know you do too
Cause the choice will always be my timesheets

Killin' time at my desk
It's gonna be myself next
When I look in the mirror I wanna feel proud
But when I close my eyes all I see is the crowd

Expectin' promotion
Undying devotion
To a dead-end job
The passion inside of me died with my timesheets

I got the timesheet blues
I got the timesheet

Maybe
The feelings come and gone
There's nothing
In this world
That I love more than my timesheets
I got the timesheet blues
I don't wanna have to choose
And I know you do too
Cause the choice will always be my timesheets

I got the timesheet
I got the timesheet
I got the timesheet
I got the timesheet
Blues
Blues
Blues
Blues
Blues



Credits
Writer(s): Julia Steele
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