This is a song about "Woman for the job"

The principle came up and she said i did a good job,

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

No time to sleep, the job isn't done

You trying real hard to appeal to someone

Then began a search for a job of which i was able,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

Into half of the woman that she used to be yesterday.

My knees on the ground, dear father

Disabled woman mugged on the arbour,

She can only live for the moment

Who’s job is the abatement

So i can prove you bastards wrong, and fuckin finish the job

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

You're smitten with this woman, both of you dreaming, into wishing for instant infants