Half-Broken
country, wistful, male-voice, acoustic guitar,
Half-Broken
country, wistful, male-voice, acoustic guitar,
Lyrics
verse 1
Finally made it home
In my broken down ford.
Shoulda bought the import
But money’s always short.
Screen door hanging
From the frame.
Needs sanded, painted, trimmed
She’s probably cursing out my name.
pre-chorus
Always a day late
Always a dollar more
Always need extra time
To even up the score.
chorus
Everything in my life
Is half-broken.
Spent most of my days
Fixing and coping.
Furnace to the sink
Makes a man want to drink.
All used up, not much left
In these crumbling walls
Everything’s half-broke
And I’m trying to break it all.
verse 2
Had a different plan
Back in the day.
Riding the rodeo
Gonna make my own way.
But then the kids
And woman came
Had to settle for
Minimum wage.
pre-chorus
another bill past due
always more to do.
Broken roof, broken cars
Leave no time for playing guitars
chorus
Everything in my life
Is half-broken.
Spent most of my days
Fixing and coping.
Furnace to the sink
Makes a man want to drink.
All used up, not much left
In these crumbling walls
Everything’s half-broke
And I’m trying to break it all.
country guitar solo
verse 3
Now I’m just tired
Of walking this wire.
It’s all half-broken
Tired of just coping.
Gotta be more than
Just getting by
Gotta be something
Else to try
chorus
Everything in my life
Is half-broken.
Spent most of my days
Fixing and coping.
Furnace to the sink
Makes a man want to drink.
All used up, not much left
In these crumbling walls
Everything’s half-broke
And I’m trying to break it all.