Paroles
Work's tough as a liaison
You never get what you want
I am the face of
On the behalf of
I work for you
I work for you
I work for you
I've been so down
Beating the walls of the house
Draining the life out of myself
But if I keep speaking, I'll feel like I'm reading the news
And so things compounded, but in here I felt grounded
Retreated like a dead bird
But there was strength in my fingers
I've been so down
Beating the walls of the house
Draining the life out of myself
But if I keep speaking, I'll feel like I'm reading the news
And if I say I am this way
Then you will see me as this way
But if you seem as how you're seen, then does it mean I am this way
I never saw me as this way
The pedagogical way
But all bound up, and being such, is unavoidable, I'm afraid, but
I will not swivel in my chair
I will not swivel in my chair
So when you're the Liaison
You do as you are told