Paroles de Second Shift

We leave the plates for morning light We miss the calls we meant to fight We say it's fine, we say we tried We eat in silence, side by side We punch the hours we never own We pay for rooms that aren’t our home You fold your words into a cough I nod like that explains it off The night comes fast, the streets are bare We wash our faces, not the care We punch the hours we never own We pay for rooms that aren’t our home