(Verse 1) Work boots stained with another day’s fight, Clock-out sky bleedin’ into night. Your goodbye hit harder than a hammer swing, Left a crack in everything. (Pre-Chorus) Tough men break in quiet ways, Mostly on their loneliest days. (Chorus) Steel-toed heartache hittin’ the floor, Hurts like hell but I’m askin’ for more. Your memory kicks like a slamming door, Leaves me bruised down to the core. Steel-toed heartache… I ain’t bulletproof anymore. (Verse 2) Whiskey wipes the dirt but not the pain, Tried to shake you off like a summer rain. Your voice still echoes in the metal shop, Ain’t a way to make that sound stop. (Bridge) 808s pound like a workday grind, Breakbeats matchin’ this breakin’ mind. (Chorus) Steel-toed heartache… (Outro) Girl, you’re the wound I keep workin’ for.
