Lyrics
[Verse]
What's the deal with them questionnaires?
Think I'ma spill my secrets in the air?
"Are you a horrible person?" they ask with a grin
But who in their right mind would let that truth within?
[Verse 2]
Agree or disagree
Let me set the record straight
I ain't smiling when someone's left in a sorry state
Hurting others ain't nothin' that brings me joy
I'm just tryna make a living
Ain't no ploy
[Chorus]
Oh
Job application blues
Here we go again
Fillin' out these forms
Playin' pretend
I'm just tryna get a foot in the door
But these questions got me feelin' like a chore
[Verse 3]
"Are you a morning person?" they inquire
As if my productivity is fueled by fire
Well, sorry to break it to you, Mr. Interviewer
But my brain doesn't kick into gear till after coffee's sipped, sir
"Have you ever stolen office supplies?"
I swear, these questions just ain't wise
I mean, who hasn't taken home a pen or two?
Does that make me a criminal? Now, that's askew!
[Verse 4]
"Describe a situation when you failed"
Well, let me think, should I unveil?
Admitting weaknesses in a job pursuit?
That's like shooting oneself in the foot, to boot!
"Where do you see yourself in five years?"
Oh, I'll tell you, it's crystal clear
On a beach, sippin' cocktails, no stress in sight
But I'll say, "With your esteemed company," to keep it polite
[Chorus]
Oh
Job application blues
Here we go again
Fillin' out these forms
Playin' pretend
I'm just tryna get a foot in the door
But these questions got me feelin' like a chore
[Chorus]
Oh
Job application blues
Here we go again
Fillin' out these forms
Playin' pretend
I'm just tryna get a foot in the door
But these questions got me feelin' like a chore
