Bosses Suck Songtext
von Rick Recht

Got my eyes glued to the back of a speeding truck on the highway
Somewhere between chicago and 2am
And i′m still wondering what you meant when you said
I'm doing fine but i might hurt myself
And he got you down like a damn disease
Made you believe you were dead weight
And the stale smell of coffee in my car
And the tears you cried make me sick inside

Don′t take it word for word
From just a stranger
Just a small man
Don't take it word for word
When you know the truth is just a mile away
From what he says


And i'd gladly give my share for a little respect
When the check hits the table
Had a terrible day
I′d like to forget where i′ve been
Only one in ten seem to give a damn
To get it right for the first time
And i'd count on you over and over again
Ain′t it funny how a little cut can turn your world upside down
Stings like a pin prick make you want to cry
So you pull yourself together
Get direction in a different place
You fake it if you need to
If that's what it takes to get you by

Don′t take it word for word
From just a stranger
Just a small man
Don't take it word for word
When you know the truth is just a mile away
From what he says