Wedding reception table nine
So what do you do pass the wine
Fork stops moving smile goes wide
Rehearsed the line a hundred times
Studying for a certificate right now
Sounds like a plan sounds like wow
But the textbooks still on chapter one
Bought it March its almost done collecting dust
Four words hit like a punch in the suit
Every gathering same salute
What do you do what do you do
Four little words that cut right through
Dodge and weave smile and spin
Buy some time before they dig in
Mm mm dig right in
Oh where do I begin
High school reunion name tag on
Looking into something new my marathon
They nod polite eyes drift away
Like my answer ruined their day
Barber asks taxi asks
Preparing for a career switch I gasp
Mouth full of lines I learned to spin
Different crowd same script again
Not the job I lack its the words to say
How do I wrap nothing in a bouquet
What do you do I wish I knew
Something solid something true
Tired of the dance tired of the spin
Next time maybe Ill just grin
Is my worth inside a title on a card
Or the way I hold myself when the question hits me hard
Tongue goes numb but my chest stays loud
Just a human in a job obsessed crowd
What do you do what do you do
Im still here and Im still coming through
No card no title nothing clean
But Im more than what that question means
Four words I hate the most