I was a janitor
You, a nurse practitioner
I worked from nine to five
To keep you by my side
Then you got up and left
Was it something I said?
I’ll admit that I was wrong
If you’ll just come back, love
So I’ll be sweeping here
While fighting back these tears
Just keep doing my job
And not think about lost love
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 3:35 PM UTC
I was a janitor
You, a nurse practitioner
I worked from nine to five
To keep you by my side
Then you got up and left
Was it something I said?
I’ll admit that I was wrong
If you’ll just come back, love
So I’ll be sweeping here
While fighting back these tears
Just keep doing my job
And not think about lost love
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