Glue

He sun rises yet again today Get out of bed after a long delay Give the wife and kids a smile and say: "There's plenty more time" After another day of work and sweat Sit at the bar, get my pallette wet I don't feel like going home just yet "There's plenty more time" I've bit my tongue so long that i can't speak I'm too afraid of me appearing weak Cuz i'm the glue But how am i supposed to be the glue Holding everything together I'm confused When everything i say sounds untrue I want to tell you everything That i am just as terrified as you