Poet's Resumé

[Verse 1] Washin' dishes at a no-name diner Worked his way up to line cook on the weekdays But his daydream is burnin', his dish towel her turned in Another dead-end job on a poet's resumé [Verse 2] So, he followed a lover out west Where the sun sets on Pacific Palisades When she slept with an old boyfriend It tore him up to no end, put all that pain in a poet's resumé [Chorus] When you work in heartache you still earn those callouses Words on a napkin in dead languages Everybody loves him but no onе ever stays Another whiskеy to unwind, another less-than-perfect rhyme Another wasted line on a poet's resumé [Verse 3] Fine line between being free and being lonely It's blood from a stone and stoned on Percocet He don't believe in God but he's prayin' He'll find something worth sayin' In a new way no one's ever heard it said [Chorus] When you work in heartache you still earn those callouses Words on a napkin in dead languages Everybody loves him but no one ever stays Another whiskey to unwind, another less-than-perfect rhyme Another wasted line on a poet's resumé [Bridge] And he knows it's in his blood His blood is on the page and the page will always turn That's how it goes when you're young When the only thing you're scared of is runnin' out of words [Chorus] When you work in heartache you still earn those callouses Words on a napkin in dead languages Everybody loves him but no one ever stays Another whiskey to unwind, another less-than-perfect rhyme Another wasted line on a poet's resumé