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