Band Of Susans - Sermon On Competition, Part 1 (Nothing Is Recoupable) lyrics

You think you know it all You work hard enough but your job seems dull I could've been you, but I prefer not to Choose your targets you say My eye's on the bull's eye Right on the mark I'm staring at you, but I prefer not to So we work the graveyard shift We're underpaid but not unprepared I could've been you, but I prefer not to I think I know it all I work hard enough but my life seems dull Jealousy breeds contempt Who me? C'mon I'm a lot like you I'm a dime-a-dance girl So this is how we measure success