[Verse 1] Boots by the back door, dust on the Bible Paycheck late, but the rent’s still liable Mama on the phone sayin’ “baby, I’m prayin’” I laugh it off, but my hands keep shakin’ Rust on the Chevy, tank on E Dreams in the bed, all tangled in the sheets Every little doubt keep callin’ me soft But I been down bad, still I pull it off [Chorus] I don’t know how, but I pull it off Back against the wall and I still won’t drop Blood on my knuckles, dirt in my cough Heaven knows I’m hangin’ on, hangin’ on top If the sky gonna fall, let it come on strong I’ll be standin’ in the storm with a half-broke heart Bet it all on a long-shot cross Might bend, might break, but I pull it off (yeah) [Verse 2] Cold can of beer on a late-night Bible belt Bills in a stack on the table like guilt Ex callin’ up tryna ask how I been I hit decline, then I write it with this pen Small-town talk say I’ll never get out Same old bar, same same old doubts But every little “can’t” just turn to a call Put it on my back, then I pull it off (hey) [Chorus] I don’t know how, but I pull it off Back against the wall and I still won’t drop Blood on my knuckles, dirt in my cough Heaven knows I’m hangin’ on, hangin’ on top If the sky gonna fall, let it come on strong I’ll be standin’ in the storm with a half-broke heart Bet it all on a long-shot cross Might bend, might break, but I pull it off [Bridge] Hands up high for the hard-luck kids Who never had much but the will to live Tank on fumes, but we still take off Faith in the dark, yeah, we pull it off (pull it off) [Chorus] I don’t know how, but I pull it off Back against the wall and I still won’t drop Blood on my knuckles, dirt in my cough Heaven knows I’m hangin’ on, hangin’ on top If the sky gonna fall, let it come on strong I’ll be standin’ in the storm with a half-broke heart Bet it all on a long-shot cross Might bend, might break, but I pull it off (yeah) Might bend, might break, but I pull it off

rap, Moody country-trap meets late 90s alt-country grit: twangy acoustic and overdriven electric guitars over a spacious 808-heavy groove, subtle slide textures. Verses half-rapped, half-sung in a laid-back male vocal; chorus opens into big anthemic pop-country hooks with stacked harmonies and a soaring melodic top line. Dynamic builds from intimate confessional to stadium-ready shout-along., pop, pop rock, rock, male vocals, country, alternative country, acoustic, country rock, electric, moody

Pull It Off