There's a hole inside my pocket
That I just can't seem to patch
As I look for my last dollar on the floor
At the end of every week, I count what's left inside my stash
And I tell myself each time that there'll be more
Tell me when I'll finally get a break
'Cause I don't know how much more I can take
Buckle down, it's looking like another sleepless weekend
Working till I break
I know, the end will come
And it could be soon, if I don't make some change
Chained down by the graveyard shift
And I work myself to the bone again
Well I've, made a plan for my escape
I'm starting fresh when they don't know my name
They don't know my name
There's a room inside the basement
Where I keep a couple bucks
And I'll use them if I'm ever running low
But I know that there's a price if I'm to take more than I leave
And the taxman will be sure, to let me know
Tell me when I'll finally get a break
'Cause I don't know how much more I can take
Buckle down, it's looking like another sleepless weekend
Working till I break
I know, the end will come
And it could be soon, if I don't make some change
Chained down by the graveyard shift
And I work myself to the bone again
Well I've, made a plan for my escape
I'm starting fresh when they don't know my name
There's a hole inside my pocket
There's a hole inside my pocket
There's a hole inside my pocket
That I just can't seem to patch
There's a hole inside my pocket
That I just can't seem to patch
Buckle down, it's looking like another sleepless weekend
Working till I break
I know, the end will come
And it could be soon, if I don't make some change
Chained down by the graveyard shift
And I work myself to the bone again
Well I've, made a plan for my escape
I'm starting fresh when they don't know my name
No, they don't know my name
Oh, they don't know my name
Oh, they don't know my name
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