Sewed my heart up at the seams*
Tried to make this right
But somehow all the feelings got
Lost when you were leaving
Our bags against the floor
And our hearts against the door
I don't know where we've been going yet I know
Where we have been
Hearts break to the rhythm on the kickdrum
We practice but we cannot preach
The empty promise has been made
When we look a little closer
You will find feet left tangling in twine
Suggesting love we've seen before
She works the 9 to 5
I can't help thinking that she's on my mind
She'll always stand out in the crowd
She won't dress down for anyone
Played it out a million times in my head
Figured things were
Always left unsaid
Held to contend my disregard
For lack of better words
I think we've got it right this time
There's just always something missing
She works the 9 to 5
I can't help thinking that she's on my mind
She'll always stand out in the crowd
She won't dress down for anyone
I drove for miles
In search of what I've lost over the years
And I am fine
Well I am fine
She screams
Give it up, give it up, give it up
She works the 9 to 5
I can't help thinking that she's on my mind
She'll always stand out in the crowd
She won't dress down for anyone, anyone