He slips into his little cubicle world
A seven-by-seven reproduction of hell
His supervisor asks him how is he doing
And he’s feeling like shit but he says that he’s well
This will repeat five times this week
And that will repeat five times in a row
But something will give and the next time they speak
He will plow through the lobby in his Chevy Tahoe
Declaring war
You’ve got yourself a war
She sees a chiropractor every off-month
The stress on her back is becoming too much
She gets the nerve to ask him out on a date
But she’s short on finances so she hopes he’ll go Dutch
He says he can’t, but it’s not her, it’s him
He’s been trotting around another patient of his
She stares back at him shooting flames from her eyes
And she growls and she hollers, “Oh, I see how it is
And now it’s war”
Each time I look back at the life that I’ve led
I’ve passed myself off as being civil at best
But every now and then we all end up crossed
When it feels like a hammer bearing down on our chest
We go to war
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