Sad To Work

40 minutes ago I was screaming into a pillow like a psycho

'Cause you just decided to walk out of my life

I would've made a good wife

Said that I was fine but I was lyin'

'Cause I don't have the time to do all the cryin' I'm gonna have to do

And now I'm sittin' in the parking lot of this shitty ass restaurant

'Cause I can't lose my job today, too

And you can't call in sad to work

So, I gotta be nice to people knowing you were with her

For eight straight hours

Smiling and nodding and saying "Yes sir"

Yeah, the breakup hurts

But do you know what's worse?

You can't call in sad to work

I would've called my mom

She would've said "Come home"

And I would've

My friends would pour me tequila

Sayin' "Cheers to your freedom, you don't need him"

I would text the guy I broke up with for ya

He'd make me the feel the way I used to feel before ya

But it's Monday morning and I'm still in mourning

And I feel like I'd rather die

Tell me why

You can't call in sad to work

So, I gotta be nice to people knowin' you were with her

For eight straight hours

Smiling and nodding and saying "Yes sir"

Yeah, the breakup hurts

But do you know what's worse?

You can't call in sad to work

So, when you're askin' the waitress

Why you're still waiting on fries

Be nice

'Cause she can't call in sad to work

She's gotta be nice to people while her ex is a jerk

For eight straight hours

Smiling and nodding and saying "Yes sir"

Yeah, the breakup hurts

But do you know what's worse?

You can't call in sad

No, you can't call in sad

You can't call in sad to work