Work Song

(альбом: The Black Cat Neighbourhood - 2011)

You can play the lottery
I can use my hands for praying
I'm not sure what I believe
But we've got a lot of paying to do

Working in this tired row
Only thing we've got in common
Buy me out so I can go
I believe I'm made for something

Every day's a battle to get up
Every day I put on a smile
And every day it wears off
Every day I feel like telling the same people to shut up
Oh, it's so tough to love
With no love

I feel so misunderstood
I guess that it's my curse in life
Hope that I can do some good
With all the tears I've never cried

Could you hold my heavy heart
Could you make it better soon?
Promise not to let it drop
I don't think I'll get a new

Every day's a battle to get up
Every day I put on a smile
And every day it wears off
Every day I feel like telling the same people to shut up
Oh, it's so tough to love
with no love