Missing Link

I'm working from 9 until 5, I'm working just to stay alive

I don't know what's wrong with me

I have no clue what you are about to do, I have this thing and it's for you

And driving me insane

Last night I talked to you for a while, i was intrigued about your style

You hammered me away

I can't speak clearly I can't think, I thought I was the missing link,

That would put together the chain

I thought I was your missing link

But now I know I was so wrong

I thought I was your missing link

I'm working from 5 until 1, I'm working just to supply my lungs

With all the smoke they need

I have no clue when I am going to die, I hope it's when I'm really high

So I can jump the plane

This plane will take me to your heart someday so then I can be with you

In my own little way

But please tell me, some day that I can be with you, or kill the missing link