If precious time to freely spend
is all that you could offer me,
with a great deal, I must contend;
I don't feel the fairest harmony.

My mailbox needs fixing.
My muscle is burning.
My value is changing.
I'm tired of hurting.

If precious time to freely spend
is all that you could offer me,
I wonder why I'm so content
to whine of overdue upkeep.

Why must work be so hard?
Why should work be so hard?

Now, without further adieu,
I'll prove from you what I have learned:
I can love what I'd like to!
I'll make every moment beauty earned.

My mailbox needs fixing!
My muscle is burning!
My value is changing,
I'm tired of hurting!