Jessica is always taking chances. Getting by on rotten circumstances. She's painting pictures of a better life. I wish I could save her tonight. But she's happier not giving in. Office spaces never fit her skin. Jessica, when will you begin? Will you ever win?
Someone said they say Jess a week ago. But I don't think she'd want us to know that she's working like a slave for herself, and her master is whipping her to death. But she's happier not giving in. Office spaces never fit her skin. Jessica, when will you begin? Will you ever win?
I saw you last night, and you walked away from me again. A friend a came to me, but she was afraid what I'd say. You got stuck in the fame, and you lost your head. If I see you tonight, I'll take you home.
But she's happier not giving in. Office spaces never fit her skin. Jessica, when will you begin? Will you ever win?
