Love isn't a word But a kind of art Critics will pick till it falls apart Can't believe I swallowed your lie Made me sick inside I am a company man Oh I am a company man But I'll keep coming home Because I can't sleep alone And we'll walk down by two in the end And in the end Love isn't a word But a kind of art Critics will pick till it falls apart And I can't believe You thought it'd be uncouth to bide your own It's better to work than to live alone And honestly I swallowed my pride And it made me sick inside I am a company man Oh I am a company man But I'll keep coming home Because I can't sleep alone And we'll walk down by two in the end