Working For The Knife
Mitski Lyrics

I cry at the start of every movie
I get emotional at the beginning of every movie because I wish I was creating something meaningful too.

But I'm working for the knife
But I'm stuck in a job where I'm just working to survive and pay bills, without any real purpose or fulfillment.

I used to think I would tell stories
I used to have dreams of creating and sharing stories, but no one seemed to care about the stories I had to tell, especially those that didn't have a happy ending.

But nobody cared for the stories I had about no good guys
But unfortunately, the reality is that people are more interested in hearing stories that have clear heroes and villains, rather than those that are complex and nuanced.

I always knew the world moves on
I always understood that time keeps moving forward, but I never imagined that it would do so without me being able to make a significant impact.

I start the day high and it ends so low
Every morning I begin with hope and optimism, but by the end of the day, I feel drained and unfulfilled due to the lack of purpose in my work.

I used to think I'd be done by 20
I used to have lofty goals of achieving success at a young age, but now that I'm almost 30, I'm still struggling to find my path and direction in life.

Now at 29 the road ahead appears the same
Even though I'm getting older, I still feel stuck and directionless in my life, with no clear path towards something more fulfilling.

Though maybe at 30 I'll see a way to change
I'm still holding onto hope that maybe something will change for me by the time I reach 30, and I'll finally find clarity and purpose in my life.

That I'm living for the knife
But for now, all I can do is continue to work a job I don't find fulfilling and struggle to make ends meet, living my life just to survive rather than thrive.

I always thought the choice was mine
I always believed that I had the power to make my own choices and shape my life according to my dreams, but I've come to realize that it's not always that simple or easy.

And I was right but I just chose wrong
I've made mistakes along the way, choosing paths and opportunities that haven't led me to where I want to be in life, despite my good intentions.

I start the day lying and end with the truth
Every morning I try to convince myself that I'm content with my life and job, but by the end of the day, I'm faced with the truth that I'm not truly happy or fulfilled.

That I'm dying for the knife
This constant struggle to find a purpose or direction is slowly draining me, as I feel like I'm slowly dying inside, working a job that doesn't bring me joy or fulfillment.