[Verse 1] You ever sit across from someone And feel the weight without a word Bank account defines your value That's the sickness we've both heard [Chorus] They say cowboy up, keep working Grind yourself down to the bone But what's the point of all this hurting When we can't afford a home [Verse 2] I see it in your eyes, that shame Like you're apologizing for breathing Society wrote the rules of this game [Bridge] (Instrumentation drops - Just low guitar and voice) Maybe failing ain't what they told us Maybe standing here still counts This conversation, it might hold us More than numbers in accounts [Guitar Solo] (Band enters full force - aggressive, crying bends) [Chorus] (High energy - soaring vocal harmony) They say cowboy up, keep working Grind yourself down to the bone But what's the point of all this hurting When we can't afford a home [Outro] (Vocal ad-libs, long lingering feedback bend) Broke ain't broken, brother We're still here (Still here...) (Still standing...) (Let the guitar cry out) conversation, it might hold us More than numbers in accounts [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] They say cowboy up, keep working Grind yourself down to the bone But what's the point of all this hurting When we can't afford a home [Outro] Broke ain't broken, brother We're still here (Still here) (Still standing)
