Worker Bee #7348-F87904

Worker Bee #7348-F87904

Kind Of Like Spitting
(album: In The Red)

I don´t want to hold my breath as long as you can
I don´t want to starve to death just ´cause you can
What happens to the mountains we were gonna climb
What happens to the house we promised both in time
Why can´t I hate you or get it off my mind
Why can´t I just relax and leave the past behind
I don´t want to have sex anymore just because I can
With anyone that doesn´t trust me stabs demands

What happens to the trains that we were gonna jump
What happens to our plans to make our lives erupt?
I can´t get past myself
I´m falling over you
So now I´m rolling up my sleeves
I´m just a worker bee
Hey Mom, look at me, I´m thinning
Anger, guilt, rejection, pride got caught whistling, walk the line
Always knew you´d find a reason
Always knew you´d find a reason some way
Did you know it´d break your heart, that you would leave it from the start?
Honestly that´s just to hard to work with
Why are you surprised that I miss it, that I try
That I sing myself raw
Every night?

Leave the keys
Leave the keys Pick up the boxes with your knees
And break a sweat with me one last time