Rick Recht - Bosses s** lyrics

Got my eyes glued to the back of a speeding truck on the highway Somewhere between chicago and 2am And i'm still wondering what you meant when you said I'm doing fine but i might hurt myself And he got you down like a damn disease Made you believe you were dead weight And the stale smell of coffee in my car And the tears you cried make me sick inside Don't take it word for word From just a stranger Just a small man Don't take it word for word When you know the truth is just a mile away From what he says And i'd gladly give my share for a little respect When the check hits the table Had a terrible day I'd like to forget where i've been Only one in ten seem to give a damn To get it right for the first time And i'd count on you over and over again Ain't it funny how a little cut can turn your world upside down Stings like a pin prick make you want to cry So you pull yourself together Get direction in a different place You fake it if you need to If that's what it takes to get you by Don't take it word for word From just a stranger Just a small man Don't take it word for word When you know the truth is just a mile away From what he says