Clockwatching - Belleruche

Seems like the little things are slowly bringing you down

Pushing past your limits, I can see you reaching meltdown

How’d you flip into a habit of aching for anybody’s praise

Why’d you want to take it on and hear what a stranger has to say

Put them back in the backseat

Your dues have long been paid

Too many times, too many times, too many times

Put them back in the backseat

Your dues have long been paid

Too many times, too many times, too many times

Put them back in the backseat

Your dues have long been paid

Too many times, too many times, too many times

Put them back in the backseat

Your dues have long been paid

Too many times, too many times, too many times

Seems to me you pushed through and forgot the fact you need to feed your soul

That you can’t hear the words you said to me so many times before

That you pulled me out of black holes, helped me level and carry on my own

Hadn’t thought it true of you do as I say not I have done

Put them back in the backseat

Your dues have long been paid

Too many times, too many times, too many times

Put them back in the backseat

Your dues have long been paid

Too many times, too many times, too many times

Put them back in the backseat

Your dues have long been paid

Too many times, too many times, too many times

Put them back in the backseat

Your dues have long been paid

Too many times, too many times, too many times

Did you take it on the chin

Did you bite your tongue hard

Did you hold back when

You were meant to dive in

Did you think it a waste of time

Lie and say it’s all just fine

Did you keep it to yourself

And turn a blind eye to help

Tell me when you lost your heart

Gave up said it’s too hard

Lost your place and get replaced

Were you shunted back into line

When did you loose your trust in us

In the people that do love

You just the way you are

Now rise up boy you fell too fat

Put them back in the backseat

Your dues have long been paid

Too many times, too many times, too many times

Put them back in the backseat

Your dues have long been paid

Too many times, too many times, too many times…