Verse 1
Five-thirty came and went
The laptop clicked goodbye
But the office in my head
Was still working overtime
A voice with a clipboard
Walking up and down
Listing every problem
That it thought I hadn’t found
Chorus
There’s a manager in my head
Working long past closing time
Checking every shadow
Looking for a crime
But the work is already done
And the lights are growing dim
It’s just a worried little voice
Making noise again
Verse 2
“Did you send that email?
Did you miss that line?
You should probably check it
Just one more time.”
But the files are all finished
The building’s empty now
Just a guard with a flashlight
Patrolling anyhow
Chorus
There’s a manager in my head
Working long past closing time
Checking every shadow
Looking for a crime
But the work is already done
And the lights are growing dim
It’s just a worried little voice
Making noise again
Bridge
I don’t have to fire him
I don’t have to shout
Just watch him do his pacing
Till he tires himself out
Final Chorus
That manager in my head
Finally clocks out slow
When nobody’s listening
To the show
And the night grows quiet
Where the thinking used to tread
Just the hum of the world
And the silence in my head.
