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