Late to work
Clean as a whistle
She's clever but never acts smart
She'll make it hurt
Strike like a missile
Like a dagger right through the heart
But when the tide comes in and her vessel's swept from the moore
She's staring at an empty port, with no one to bring her to shore
And as she floats away, the sun goes down on an open bay
She sets sail into the dark
Cause when you're faced with your life
And you're staring at the dead of tonight
You ask yourself did i do it all right
Cause when you're faced with your life
And you're staring at the dead of tonight
You ask yourself did i do it all right
Late to work
Third time this week again
Full moon please help me find myself
Is this, what you want to be
How you want to be
Who you want to be
Cause when you're faced with your life
And you're staring at the dead of tonight
You ask yourself did i do it all right
Cause when you're faced with your life
And you're staring at the dead of tonight
You ask yourself did i do it all right