(Verse 1)
My body aches, fingers go numb,
Back is sore, knees won’t run.
I can fix a house, a car, a truck,
Pretty much anything if I got the luck.
(Pre-Chorus)
Some men can’t do it all, but me, I pretty much can,
I’m a man of trades, I build with my hands.
But when it comes to me, it don’t seem fair,
I can’t fix the pain that’s living in there.
(Chorus)
I could fix what’s broken, turn the hurt to right,
Tighten every bolt, make it hold tonight.
But I can’t mend this body, can’t patch this skin,
I just keep fighting the pain I’m in.
(Verse 2)
Allergies burn, they take their toll,
Feels like rust working through my soul.
If I could change the parts, trade them out new,
I’d build myself stronger, just like I do.
(Pre-Chorus)
Some men can’t do it all, but me, I pretty much can,
I can fix the world, but I can’t fix this man.
Got a wrench in my hand, but it slips on the pain,
Wish I could rebuild myself again.
(Chorus)
I could fix what’s broken, turn the hurt to right,
Tighten every bolt, make it hold tonight.
But I can’t mend this body, can’t patch this skin,
I just keep fighting the pain I’m in.
(Bridge)
If there’s a cure, I ain’t found it yet,
But I’ll keep on working, no time for regret.
I can fix the world with these two hands,
Still learning how to fix the man I am.
(Outro)
Yeah, some men can’t do it all, but me, I pretty much can,
Still I’m breaking down, more than I planned.
If I could heal myself, I’d do it today,
Till then, I’ll fight the pain away.