I'm Sticking Around

I’ve been working overtime
Wondering when the end is nigh
Why you’ve been so good to me
I only sing the saddest keys
I’m sticking around
I’m sticking around
I’m sticking around
You will get rid of me
I will never be content
With an insult or a compliment
I’ve got some stuff that I’ve left behind
A revolution and a beautiful lie
I’m sticking around
I’m sticking around
I’m sticking around
You won’t get rid of me