[REBECCA]
It's eleven o’clock
Eleven o'clock
And the deadline is anytime today
But I won't know by eleven o’clock tonight
Just like I didn't know at eleven o'clock yesterday

(Spoken)
Oh good, an abstract theatrical space. Now I can actually think

(Sung)
It's eleven o'clock
And by eleven o'clock
Shouldn't I have earned a frickin' ever after?
I’ve done the workbooks, taken the pills
What more could I do?
How do I still not know myself
After all that I’ve been through?

I was working hard at a New York job
Making dough, but it made me blue
One day, I was crying a lot
And so I decided to move to
West Covina, California
Brand new pals and new career
I admitted that's where Josh lived
And that’s what brought me here
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