In the morning when I´m woken
By the sound of my alarm
Stretching out my arm
I want to screw it up in my palm

And I´ve taken this route to work
A thousand times or more
And when you´ve seen it all before
You tend to get a little bored

They´ve got the keys to all my doors (They´ve got the keys to all my doors)
They hold my where and when (They hold my where and when)
So I guess I´ll always be (I guess I´ll always be)
Hopelessly devoted to them

In the office when I´m working
There´s a funeral atmosphere
I know I lost someone dear
But I didn´t see him disappear

And I´m lying in my bed
Cos it´s keeping me awake
And you think there´s no escape
They´ve bound me up in their tape

They´ve got the keys to all my doors (They´ve got the keys to all my doors)
They hold my where and when (They hold my where and when)
So I guess I´ll always be (I guess I´ll always be)
Hopelessly devoted to them

They´ve got the keys to all my doors (They´ve got the keys to all my doors)
They hold my where and when (They hold my where and when)
So I guess I´ll always be (I guess I´ll always be)
Hopelessly devoted to them

Hopelessly devoted to them
Hopelessly devoted to them