Sad To Work

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