Workaholic

You clock in
Another day on the job
Pick an outfit
To go break yesterday's heart
And I fell so quick
A perfect fit for the part
Workaholic
You could call it

Act innocent
Somebody's high school sweetheart
Cinematic
The moves you've studied so hard
But it's all bullshit
I should've known from the start
Workaholic

And it's so easy to give in when

You're an expert in the right hand placement
A pro at making my heart race
Like an artist, painting 'round my waist
Top of your class, I'm a test you ace
You're an all-star when you meet my gaze
You're a natural, making my breath shake
And for you it was just a Monday
But for me it, it was everything

Nine to twelve
Choose a shiny new one
Right off the shelf
She's unaware the next month
Will look like hell
You're working overtime
Building clientele
Pleased with yourself?

Can't leave her head
Remembers every kiss
And how she felt
Before you called her and quit
For someone else
Who finds you hard to resist
A parallel

And you pull it off so goddamn well

You're an expert in the goodnight texts
You're a pro at getting her undressed
Like an artist, painting down her neck
Top of your class, another book you read
You're an all-star, kissing her forehead
You're a natural, leaving her speechless
And for you she was just a weekend
But for her it, it was everything

You clock in
Another day on the job
And the guilt sinks in
Think you should take some time off
No real purpose
Guess that's the problem with you
Workaholics

And it's so easy to give right back in when

You're an expert in the right hand placement
A pro at making my heart race
But you only want me when it's late
Was I just some kind of sweet escape?
You're an all-star, running from mistakes
You're a natural, lying to my face
And for you it was just a Monday
But for me it, it was everything