I don't know her I don't know myself either
Wish I could just get out wish I could just stay cleaner
Wish I didn't sit around all day and think of
All the million ways that I could be
Better someday

I hate my job I think I just hate the people
Wish I could just get along I never really got appeal
I could fill another ashtray and think of
All the million ways that I could be
Better someday