Overtime In A Metal Sky

Clock in

Steel toes

Stale coffee breath

Same jokes

Same rust on the fence

Sky looks heavy

Like it knows

How much I drag my doubts to the door

Every checklist

Every call

Feels like tracing my own fall

Paper cuts and phantom scars

From swinging at invisible bars (yeah)

Bullets in my head

Raining from the sky

Each one stamped with every time you said goodbye

Heartbreak on the line while I’m on the floor at work

I’m grinding through the metal just to feel it hurt

Forklift hum

Your name in my throat

Bent nails

Bent spine

Still I cope

Your last text burned in my hand

Glowing like a warning

Like a brand

I keep tightening every bolt

Trying to fix that final jolt

But you walked out

Sparks went dark

Left me with this smoking heart (hey)

Bullets in my head

Raining from the sky

Each one stamped with every time you said goodbye

Heartbreak on the line while I’m on the floor at work

I’m grinding through the metal just to feel it hurt

Under this hard hat halo

I pray to payroll and payphone ghosts

If I clock out and don’t come back

Would you feel it in your bones? (would you?)

Bullets in my head

Raining from the sky

Each one stamped with every time you said goodbye

Heartbreak on the line while I’m on the floor at work

I’m grinding through the metal just to feel it hurt

Bullets in my chest

Falling from on high

I brace against the impact every single night

If love was just a target you nailed first try

Why am I here catching fragments from the sky?