40 minutes ago I was screaming into a pillow like a psycho
'Cause you just decided to walk out of my life
I would've made a good wife
Said that I was fine but I was lyin'
'Cause I don't have the time to do all the cryin' I'm gonna have to do
And now I'm sittin' in the parking lot of this shitty ass restaurant
'Cause I can't lose my job today, too
And you can't call in sad to work
So, I gotta be nice to people knowing you were with her
For eight straight hours
Smiling and nodding and saying "Yes sir"
Yeah, the breakup hurts
But do you know what's worse?
You can't call in sad to work
I would've called my mom
She would've said "Come home"
And I would've
My friends would pour me tequila
Sayin' "Cheers to your freedom, you don't need him"
I would text the guy I broke up with for ya
He'd make me the feel the way I used to feel before ya
But it's Monday morning and I'm still in mourning
And I feel like I'd rather die
Tell me why
You can't call in sad to work
So, I gotta be nice to people knowin' you were with her
For eight straight hours
Smiling and nodding and saying "Yes sir"
Yeah, the breakup hurts
But do you know what's worse?
You can't call in sad to work
So, when you're askin' the waitress
Why you're still waiting on fries
Be nice
'Cause she can't call in sad to work
She's gotta be nice to people while her ex is a jerk
For eight straight hours
Smiling and nodding and saying "Yes sir"
Yeah, the breakup hurts
But do you know what's worse?
You can't call in sad
No, you can't call in sad
You can't call in sad to work