Stopped into a local spot for a drink,
Pulled up a stool and I ordered whiskey,
A "Hello" to the fellow sittin next to me,
We got to talking bout our JOB's,
I said "I'm head of manufacturing...",
"In fact I own a lie factory,
Crafting stories only I believe,
Fabricating fantasy and daydream,
See I pretend that she's still here with me...",
I said "I'm head of manufacturing...",
And " I been drowning in the whiskey and wine,
Tryin to hide this aching heart of mine,
While I tell everyone that everything's fine,
It's 9 - 5 on that production line",
Tipped my glass and I said "That's me...",
"Man, I'm head of manufacturing...",
"Line by line, that's just how I get by,
Though it breaks this aching heart of mine,
I keep smiling saying everything's fine,
Like she's with me and not some other guy,
See when it comes to lyin I'm the king,
Said "I'm head of manufacturing..."