Last Clock-Out

7 AM, drag myself in again
Same gray walls, that stale coffee blend
Clocking in, smile paper-thin
While Sandra's talking loud 'bout her cat again
Manager's fake grin, the Monday loop
Meetings that could've been a group chat too

I stapled my patience, paper-clipped pride
Held my tongue through passive-aggressive vibes
But today, oh today, that ends for good
Cleared my desk like a boss, yeah I knew I would

This is my last clock-out, freedom in my veins
No more cubicle chains, or water cooler games
Goodbye to the drama, to the "team-building" strain
I'm dancing down the hallway in the pouring rain
It's a new sunrise, no more fake replies
I'm finally done with the 9-to-die
Last clock-out feels like flying
No more pretending, no more complying

Stuck in a loop, day after day
Pretending "I'm fine" while fading away
Toxic boss with his power play
And Janet's lunch stinkin' up the hallway
Oh, I smiled through it all, kept my tone sweet
While plotting my escape under spreadsheets

Took my sanity back, turned in my key
Tore the 'motivational' poster off my screen
Now I'm walking tall, they're watching me
No two weeks' notice, just clarity

This is my last clock-out, freedom in my veins
No more cubicle chains, or water cooler games
Goodbye to the drama, to the "team-building" strain
I'm dancing down the hallway in the pouring rain
It's a new sunrise, no more fake replies
I'm finally done with the 9-to-die
Last clock-out feels like flying
No more pretending, no more complying

Raise a toast to every "can I grab you for a quick sec
Every weekend they stole, every missed paycheck
Every "great opportunity" with zero respect
I'm out now, baby no regrets

You can keep your parking pass
Your office snacks and weekly sass
No more fake laughs, no more slacks
I'm gone for good and I'm not looking back

This is my last clock-out, freedom in my veins
No more cubicle chains, or water cooler games
Goodbye to the drama, to the "team-building" strain
I'm dancing down the hallway in the pouring rain
It's a new sunrise, no more fake replies
I'm finally done with the 9-to-die
Last clock-out feels like flying
No more pretending, no more complying

Last clock-out, yeah, I'm gone
Hello to what I really want
Last clock-out... my soul is free
Time to live for me