Set a day for a thing or two to say I cant stay where Ive got to go Turn around, pick your fingers from the ground I cant see what Ive got to show Oh you dress me up in bruises If I whisper to you all of my excuses Well I work for my living and the marks are on my face right now Ill get through somehow I work to be forgiven with the battles on my hands right now Ill get through somehow Anytime with a thousand reasons why I cant stand where Im going to fall Forty fives for a burning to survive I cant walk where Ive got to crawl And your friends all think youre so damn cute Everybodys just a parrot in a suit Yes I work for my living and the marks are on my face right now Ill get through somehow I work to be forgiven with the battles on my hands right now Ill get through somehow I cant just go on waiting Trying to push the same thing away Yes I work for my living and the marks are on my face right now Ill get through somehow I work to be forgiven with the battles on my hands right now Ill get through somehow