cosmetic
I've taken all, all I can take
I'm ankle deep in you
Fallen into tiny pieces on the floor
It's such a bore
I'm sweeping up around your writing desk
The stapler sits in the middle of it all
It is a symbol of all my struggles
Every day you leave me here with nothing else
Solvent bottle and a rag that's supposed to help
And all that I can do is cosmetic
Tomorrow it will be the same
I thought we talked about your habit
Taking things out, never putting them away
Am I just a slave? Be careful now
In all these books, so much wisdom
And you caress every page but I'm ignored
To say that I'm bored is understatement
Every day you leave me here with nothing else
Solvent bottle and a rag that's supposed to help
And all that I can do is cosmetic
Tomorrow it will be the same
Mabel, you're taking too long
You've got three more offices to do on this floor
Mabel, keep your mind on your work
Sometimes I don't know what we're paying you for
I dug around, look what I found
Romantic note in another person's hand
Well isn't that grand
The truth is out
I've taken all, all I can take
And you could eat off every surface
I can do nothing more for you
I'm out the door
Every day you leave me here with nothing else
There are others in the world who could use my help
Oh all I ever do is cosmetic
Tomorrow I'll be back again
I'm ankle deep in you
Fallen into tiny pieces on the floor
It's such a bore
I'm sweeping up around your writing desk
The stapler sits in the middle of it all
It is a symbol of all my struggles
Every day you leave me here with nothing else
Solvent bottle and a rag that's supposed to help
And all that I can do is cosmetic
Tomorrow it will be the same
I thought we talked about your habit
Taking things out, never putting them away
Am I just a slave? Be careful now
In all these books, so much wisdom
And you caress every page but I'm ignored
To say that I'm bored is understatement
Every day you leave me here with nothing else
Solvent bottle and a rag that's supposed to help
And all that I can do is cosmetic
Tomorrow it will be the same
Mabel, you're taking too long
You've got three more offices to do on this floor
Mabel, keep your mind on your work
Sometimes I don't know what we're paying you for
I dug around, look what I found
Romantic note in another person's hand
Well isn't that grand
The truth is out
I've taken all, all I can take
And you could eat off every surface
I can do nothing more for you
I'm out the door
Every day you leave me here with nothing else
There are others in the world who could use my help
Oh all I ever do is cosmetic
Tomorrow I'll be back again
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Writer(s): Andrew Creighton
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