She Works Public Service

She works nine to nothing Comfort zone on primal form Come alive, honey Come alive for a while Wakes at four Takes two hours to get done For God knows what Though you can't ask her that It's not a choice Between the train and daddy's car But she postures all the same We're just poseurs anyway She's drinking pansy coffee Jittered out for her fucking day And my eyes are fixed on nothing Like her mind She works nine to nothing Comfort zone on primal form Come alive, honey Come alive for a while Heaven catch me falling If I shouldn't let you go Should the stars be as blind? As blind I wanna know If I wanna come with you