The Perfectionist

I’ve never needed help
To clothe and feed myself
A lonely occupation
And when I think of it
It’s no job I didn’t quit
An Irish resignation
Where can you start?
Where can you start again?
Will you come when they call you?
Every single day
We’ll assume that you want to work your life away
An interview at 3
With a man younger than me
He read my application
He said you don’t want to end up a man
With rattlesnakes for hands
Are you a new relation
Where can you start?
Where can you start again?
He never watches and he always breaks the dance (?)
His fingers flawed
He’s a perfectionist
Will you come when they call you?
Every single day
We’ll assume that you want to work your life away