Said I'd understand when I'm older

Said I'd understand the things they do

Falls asleep on his shoulder in the breakroom

She falls asleep on his shoulder in the breakroom

She said she'd been inside for too long

Well, no shit, could you tell us something new?

You can tell he's lying 'cause his lips move

You can tell he's lying 'cause his lips move

It must be nice to be the reason

His work, it ain't so bleak

That must be what motivates you

That must be what motivates you

All he needs is to see you smiling

And well you light up his whole week

Imagine the kind of things he'd do to you

If there weren't so many cameras

And you're keeping a dark secret

But you're talking in your sleep

Totally banned from the kitchen

You're such a workplace health concern

But they wouldn't tip you if it healed you

No, they wouldn't tip you if it healed you

She says the country's sweating out a fever

A fever born by what you do

And what kind of pressure do they put on you?

What kind of pressure do they put on you?

But, at least she's waiting for you

Glass of wine after a long day

She'll dry your eyes on serviette

Dry your eyes on serviette

Fall asleep in her dad's Ford Mondeo

That she stole from him yesterday

You look so cute when you're so angry

If I'm goin' down you're coming with me

And you think that it gets better

Just you wait until next week

You're keeping a dark secret

But you're talking in your sleep