Texty: Jeremy Messersmith. Dead End Job.

Trying hard to stay awake
Over time without a break.
I'll catch the night bus home
You won't have to sleep alone.
I wear this crisp white shirt for you.
I work this dead end job for you.

My guitar's out in the shed
but I will stumble into bed.
Time will break these hands
Two kids, one minivan.
I bought that diamond ring for you.
I'd buy anything for you.

From the dark side of the street
I hung around to watch him leave.
I watched him kiss your neck
so soft and violent
but I won't say a word to you.
I would lose my pride for you.
I'd lose everything for you.