x2 She was tall and always tired She worked the late shift, the all night diner Years can fly by you in a place like this Waiting for a perfect man and a perfect kiss Coffee cups, eggs, and sausage Steady hands, the smiles hold her hostage She traded her 20's for a job that never promised more Her dreams, they fell asleep on the top bunk and woke up on the floor There ain't no good fight, Ain't no heroes Ain't no bad man out to get you Theres just a tough job That'll swallow You in the darkness Of another day