Label Maker On My Desk

[Verse 1] You sit there Gray plastic Half a finger print On your side Curled black tape Name in a rectangle Edges too sharp Letters too wide [Chorus] Label maker on my desk Telling me what everything is Drawer. Cable. Tuesday. Keys Nothing changes Only names exist Label maker on my desk Tiny click Another little list Order over absolutely nothing Every sticker slightly misaligned [Verse 2] You jam once You jam again I read the manual In the dark Low batteries Slow alphabet I spell “miscellaneous” Just to feel smart [Chorus] Label maker on my desk Telling me what everything is Hope. Shame. Coffee. Dust All arranged But nothing really fits Label maker on my desk Tiny click Another little list I tag the box that holds old labels Complex circles Boring little bricks