Boss

Sep 05, 2006 20:06

How come everything you say is right,
How come everything I say is wrong.
You never ever open your mind,
You never seem to hear the things I say.

'Cos you're the boss, have a say,
Everything must go your way,
But count me out, I'm not about to listen!
You judge me from your upper point of view,
Judge from what I say and what I do.
Tell me that you understand, you care,
But when I speak you're never fucking there.

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