"Two Week Notice" lyrics
I think that being in love with me
Felt like a job to you
Not something you really wanted
Just something you had to do
So you complete your tasks, you do your chores
Take out the trash and sweep the floors
And a job well done is kind of fulfilling
But nothing feels as good as going home
And you gave me a two week notice
Even if you didn't say it explicitly
You gave me a two week warning
You didn't have to tell me
I knew that you would leave
For better hours, or better pay
Better management at a better place
And if retail has taught me anything
If people wanna go
You should let them go
Nobody can replace you
But I'm gonna try to
A silent resignation
God, that's just like you
You're a "no call, no show" kind of guy
Doing just what you gotta do to get by
And if you wanted to freelance
I don't know why you ever applied
To a nine-to-five
And so I took bereavement
When your love for me died
I was never any good at loss prevention
I couldn't keep you if I tried
I'm overworked and underpaid
And you used me to boost your resume
So it's probably for the better
If I lock up alone
And you gave me a two week notice
Even if you didn't say it explicitly
You gave me a two week warning
You didn't have to tell me
I knew that you would leave
For better hours, or better pay
Better management at a better place
And if retail has taught me anything
If people wanna go
You should let them go
Nobody can replace you
But I'm gonna try to
A silent resignation
God, that's just like you
You're a "no call, no show" kind of guy
Doing just what you gotta do to get by
And if you wanted to freelance
I don't know why you ever applied
To a nine-to-five
To a nine-to-five
I don't need to know why
You wanted to go
Just that you don't wanna stay
But it's okay, because
You gave me a two week notice
You gave me a two week notice
You gave me a two week notice
You gave me
You gave me
You gave me
Nobody can replace you
But I'm gonna try to
A silent resignation
God, that's just like you
You're a "no call, no show" kind of guy
Doing just what you gotta do to get by
And if you wanted to freelance
I don't know why you ever applied
To a nine-to-five
To a nine-to-five
To a nine-to-five
(I wanna cry)
Felt like a job to you
Not something you really wanted
Just something you had to do
So you complete your tasks, you do your chores
Take out the trash and sweep the floors
And a job well done is kind of fulfilling
But nothing feels as good as going home
And you gave me a two week notice
Even if you didn't say it explicitly
You gave me a two week warning
You didn't have to tell me
I knew that you would leave
For better hours, or better pay
Better management at a better place
And if retail has taught me anything
If people wanna go
You should let them go
Nobody can replace you
But I'm gonna try to
A silent resignation
God, that's just like you
You're a "no call, no show" kind of guy
Doing just what you gotta do to get by
And if you wanted to freelance
I don't know why you ever applied
To a nine-to-five
And so I took bereavement
When your love for me died
I was never any good at loss prevention
I couldn't keep you if I tried
I'm overworked and underpaid
And you used me to boost your resume
So it's probably for the better
If I lock up alone
And you gave me a two week notice
Even if you didn't say it explicitly
You gave me a two week warning
You didn't have to tell me
I knew that you would leave
For better hours, or better pay
Better management at a better place
And if retail has taught me anything
If people wanna go
You should let them go
Nobody can replace you
But I'm gonna try to
A silent resignation
God, that's just like you
You're a "no call, no show" kind of guy
Doing just what you gotta do to get by
And if you wanted to freelance
I don't know why you ever applied
To a nine-to-five
To a nine-to-five
I don't need to know why
You wanted to go
Just that you don't wanna stay
But it's okay, because
You gave me a two week notice
You gave me a two week notice
You gave me a two week notice
You gave me
You gave me
You gave me
Nobody can replace you
But I'm gonna try to
A silent resignation
God, that's just like you
You're a "no call, no show" kind of guy
Doing just what you gotta do to get by
And if you wanted to freelance
I don't know why you ever applied
To a nine-to-five
To a nine-to-five
To a nine-to-five
(I wanna cry)
Writer(s): Leanna Firestone
