I dress up and smile
and treat you like I love you
You eat it up
and feel worth
but if I met you in the street
I would could ignore you
It's only because you meet me at my job
my 9-5
that I have to act like you are worth everything
When I come to your 9-5
you have to do the same
As though we are not men and women
we play this sacred game.
If I saw you in the street
I would ignore you
But when you come to my 9-5
I must adore you
Or risk getting my pay
so I can eat and live and be
This dance of men and women
this capitalistic ritual
that makes the world turn
and kills the inner being
of those who dance
for each other
It is a lie
Jul 8, 2020
Jul 8, 2020 at 11:12 PM UTC
I dress up and smile
and treat you like I love you
You eat it up
and feel worth
but if I met you in the street
I would could ignore you
It's only because you meet me at my job
my 9-5
that I have to act like you are worth everything
When I come to your 9-5
you have to do the same
As though we are not men and women
we play this sacred game.
If I saw you in the street
I would ignore you
But when you come to my 9-5
I must adore you
Or risk getting my pay
so I can eat and live and be
This dance of men and women
this capitalistic ritual
that makes the world turn
and kills the inner being
of those who dance
for each other
It is a lie
