Back Burner
Verse 1
I still remember the look in your eyes,
Like you could see forever in mine.
We swore we’d never lose that fire,
Never let this world steal our desire.
Then came two little heartbeat miracles,
A house, a mortgage, a life beautiful.
Now every dollar’s got another place to go,
And every “I love you” gets swallowed by the noise.
Pre-Chorus
I’d carry this whole world on my back,
I’d break these hands just to keep us intact.
But somewhere between surviving and staying alive…
I think we forgot how to be husband and wife.
Chorus
I’m stuck on the back burner,
Keeping everybody warm.
Burning down to nothing
Just to keep us holding on.
I give you all the best of me,
What’s left don’t get seen.
I’d die before I’d let this fall apart…
But who’s there for me?
Verse 2
I still stare when you’re getting dressed,
Still lose my breath when your hair’s a mess.
You’re still the only woman I have ever seen
Who can make forever sound like one more dream.
But somewhere your hand stopped reaching first,
Somewhere mine learned to stop asking.
Now the only time our bodies touch
Is passing in the kitchen or while we’re sleeping.
I know you’re tired. Hell, so am I.
I know this life wasn’t built to be easy.
But sometimes…
I don’t miss sex.
I miss being wanted.
Pre-Chorus
I miss your eyes saying my name,
Like I wasn’t just another part of the day.
I’d trade every mile that I’ve run…
Just to feel your fire burn.
Chorus
I’m stuck on the back burner,
Keeping everybody warm.
Burning down to nothing
Just to keep us holding on.
I built every dream we’re living
With footsteps down the hall.
I’d do it all again…
Just hope you’d choose me through it all.
Bridge
When did our bedroom become another room?
When did “later” become every single night?
I don’t need grand gestures.
I don’t need perfect.
I don’t need the world to stop spinning.
Just pull me close.
Kiss me like you’re still afraid
Someone else might steal me.
Tell me I’m still the man
You couldn’t wait to get your hands on.
Because underneath these worn-out jeans,
These bills,
These tired eyes…
There’s still a husband…
Begging his wife
To fall in love with him again.
Final Chorus
So leave the dishes in the sink tonight.
Leave tomorrow where tomorrow belongs.
Come steal me back from the man I’ve become,
Before the silence gets too strong.
I’ll still chase every dream for our daughters.
I’ll still carry every weight I can.
But when the whole world finally lets us breathe…
Don’t just thank me for being a father.
Love me…
Like your husband again.
