I know how it feels to lose a pocket full of dough
On a truck part ya never thought you'd need
But I don't know how it feels to have a mouth to feed
While going to work and wanting time alone
'Cause when I get home, I get high as I can
Pray to God I don't wake up for work again
There's nothing quite like being alone
After a long day when you get home
A long day don't end right without some time alone
After work went an s**ed the soul right out of me